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 Sierra Leone and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Fire Engines to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sam Rivers,
10cc,
Porter Ricks,
Amon Düül II,
The Associates,
The Modern Lovers,
Rakim,
Brick,
Altered Images,
Das Ding,
Alphaville,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fatback Band,
Malaria!,
Pulsallama,
Marc Almond,
Traffic Nightmare,
Franke,
Todd Rundgren,
The Move,
Reagan Youth,
the Human League,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Michelle Simonal,
Tom Boy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scan 7,
Connie Case,
Radiohead,
T.S.O.L.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Blake Baxter,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Arab on Radar,
EPMD,
Patti Smith,
Sun Ra,
Ultravox,
Youth Brigade,
Country Teasers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sällskapet,
Radio Birdman,
Warren Ellis,
Los Fastidios,
The Standells,
Pussy Galore,
Mad Mike,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Mighty Diamonds,
a-ha,
The Last Poets,
Crime,
The Stooges,
Hardrive,
Dave Gahan,
Sixth Finger,
Duran Duran,
Eden Ahbez,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.