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 Saudi Arabia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Althea and Donna to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
Tears for Fears,
Cymande,
Main Source,
Alphaville,
Cluster,
Circle Jerks,
Brothers Johnson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kaleidoscope,
Schoolly D,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scion,
Todd Rundgren,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bad Manners,
Adolescents,
Ultra Naté,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jacob Miller,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Sound,
Suicide,
Los Fastidios,
KRS-One,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Sherman,
10cc,
Mary Jane Girls,
Terry Callier,
Sound Behaviour,
The Alarm Clocks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wings,
Radiohead,
The Divine Comedy,
Zero Boys,
Procol Harum,
Godley & Creme,
Essential Logic,
the Sonics,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Raincoats,
Stetsasonic,
Rufus Thomas,
Nik Kershaw,
EPMD,
Eurythmics,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pere Ubu,
Chrome,
Byron Stingily,
Minutemen,
The Grass Roots,
F. McDonald,
Joy Division,
David McCallum,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gladiators,
Siglo XX,
Steve Hackett,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.