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 Egypt and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 arpeggiator 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 Sällskapet to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
kango's stein massive,
Reagan Youth,
Fad Gadget,
the Soft Cell,
Cecil Taylor,
Pylon,
Steve Hackett,
Average White Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sonic Youth,
Rufus Thomas,
The Trojans,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Accadde A,
Quantec,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Half Japanese,
Cameo,
James White and The Blacks,
Max Romeo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gerry Rafferty,
Franke,
World's Most,
Schoolly D,
Rosa Yemen,
Crispian St. Peters,
Maleditus Sound,
Pagans,
John Foxx,
L. Decosne,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Magma,
Suicide,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
FM Einheit,
the Human League,
Stockholm Monsters,
Janne Schatter,
Rotary Connection,
The Tremeloes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Invisible,
Morten Harket,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Gories,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Yellowson,
Fela Kuti,
Jeff Lynne,
Pussy Galore,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
T.S.O.L.,
Heaven 17,
Byron Stingily,
Mantronix,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.