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 Iceland and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Holger Czukay 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 Dave Gahan to the jazz 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro 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 clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Spandau Ballet,
Dark Day,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Young Rascals,
Yellowson,
MDC,
Dual Sessions,
Terry Callier,
The Tremeloes,
Reuben Wilson,
The Misunderstood,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hasil Adkins,
Barbara Tucker,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lightning Bolt,
Popol Vuh,
Mandrill,
The Cure,
The Moleskins,
Joe Finger,
Joyce Sims,
Godley & Creme,
Davy DMX,
Niagra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rapeman,
Skaos,
Shuggie Otis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scientists,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Clear Light,
Jacob Miller,
The Electric Prunes,
Neil Young,
Scrapy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Flash Fearless,
Ralphi Rosario,
X-102,
Toni Rubio,
T.S.O.L.,
Chris Corsano,
Country Teasers,
Royal Trux,
Wolf Eyes,
Hot Snakes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
MC5,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Modern Lovers,
The Barracudas,
Ohio Players,
Eurythmics,
Basic Channel,
Marshall Jefferson,
Los Fastidios,
The Seeds,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.