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 Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Junior Murvin to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Connie Case,
Franke,
Fela Kuti,
Letta Mbulu,
Cluster,
Harry Pussy,
The Moleskins,
Magma,
The Seeds,
Nas,
David Bowie,
Peter and Kerry,
Animal Collective,
Nils Olav,
Neu!,
The Tremeloes,
Technova,
Soul Sonic Force,
Moebius,
Whodini,
Sexual Harrassment,
Y Pants,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Offenders,
Kurtis Blow,
Subhumans,
Hardrive,
Agitation Free,
Masters at Work,
Malaria!,
Essential Logic,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rakim,
Supertramp,
Hashim,
Albert Ayler,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Con Funk Shun,
Janne Schatter,
Black Flag,
Mark Hollis,
Bobby Sherman,
Carl Craig,
The Cosmic Jokers,
MC5,
Mission of Burma,
The Buckinghams,
Steve Hackett,
Surgeon,
The Invisible,
Metal Thangz,
The Trojans,
Bronski Beat,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fat Boys,
Flash Fearless,
Stereo Dub,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ultra Naté,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.