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 Turkmenistan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro 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 Roxette to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Ponytail,
A Certain Ratio,
Flamin' Groovies,
Subhumans,
Reagan Youth,
Letta Mbulu,
Jerry's Kids,
UT,
Matthew Bourne,
The Evens,
the Germs,
Gang of Four,
Brand Nubian,
Technova,
Bizarre Inc.,
Big Daddy Kane,
Dark Day,
Barbara Tucker,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lyres,
Desert Stars,
Soft Machine,
a-ha,
JFA,
Eurythmics,
Sam Rivers,
Swans,
The Moody Blues,
Derrick Morgan,
Alton Ellis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Von Mondo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
PIL,
Stiv Bators,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fat Boys,
Tommy Roe,
Vainqueur,
Bad Manners,
Yellowson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Patti Smith,
The Blackbyrds,
Audionom,
OOIOO,
Ronan,
The Move,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Toasters,
Sandy B,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Supertramp,
Robert Hood,
Yaz,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rites of Spring,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Star Department,
The Velvet Underground,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.