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 Croatia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Procol Harum to the dance 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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kayak,
The Moody Blues,
Magma,
Talk Talk,
Soul Sonic Force,
Black Sheep,
Unwound,
Leonard Cohen,
Bizarre Inc.,
Section 25,
Thompson Twins,
Blancmange,
Brand Nubian,
Quadrant,
The Detroit Cobras,
Can,
Fugazi,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Divine Comedy,
The Evens,
Ornette Coleman,
D'Angelo,
Dual Sessions,
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John Foxx,
The Busters,
Ossler,
The Fugs,
Gregory Isaacs,
R.M.O.,
Mission of Burma,
Judy Mowatt,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Litter,
Cluster,
The Young Rascals,
Isaac Hayes,
Mad Mike,
Scrapy,
PIL,
Scion,
The Toasters,
Jawbox,
Public Enemy,
H. Thieme,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nico,
Make Up,
Brothers Johnson,
Livin' Joy,
One Last Wish,
Rosa Yemen,
Kurtis Blow,
Marine Girls,
Ponytail,
Sixth Finger,
Buzzcocks,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.