Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Malawi and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Roger Hodgson to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
Sixth Finger,
Ponytail,
Funky Four + One,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Scientists,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultra Naté,
Rosa Yemen,
Lyres,
the Normal,
The Golliwogs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cheater Slicks,
Pagans,
The Slits,
Traffic Nightmare,
Echospace,
10cc,
Arab on Radar,
Archie Shepp,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Barry Ungar,
Camberwell Now,
LL Cool J,
The Dirtbombs,
Skarface,
Ludus,
Skaos,
Stereo Dub,
Gang of Four,
Kenny Larkin,
Gang Gang Dance,
Angry Samoans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tomorrow,
Fluxion,
Spandau Ballet,
Nas,
Agitation Free,
The Smiths,
Scion,
Massinfluence,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Howard Jones,
Thee Headcoats,
Easy Going,
New Age Steppers,
Chris & Cosey,
Rufus Thomas,
Trumans Water,
Cal Tjader,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Slits,
The Human League,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eve St. Jones,
Boogie Down Productions,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.