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 Uruguay and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Mantronix,
Pantytec,
Accadde A,
The Modern Lovers,
Delta 5,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ronan,
Brand Nubian,
Bluetip,
Lalo Schifrin,
Drive Like Jehu,
Roxette,
Radiopuhelimet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Livin' Joy,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Smoke,
Piero Umiliani,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Arab on Radar,
Moss Icon,
Marine Girls,
The Cowsills,
Mary Jane Girls,
Echospace,
Kevin Saunderson,
MDC,
The Black Dice,
Toni Rubio,
The Seeds,
Davy DMX,
New Order,
the Association,
Throbbing Gristle,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Harmonia,
Donny Hathaway,
Scott Walker,
Byron Stingily,
Von Mondo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Deadbeat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
CMW,
Ossler,
Vainqueur,
Jeru the Damaja,
Duran Duran,
EPMD,
Lindisfarne,
The Gories,
Maurizio,
The Names,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jesper Dahlback,
Boredoms,
Carl Craig,
Unwound,
Black Sheep,
Adolescents,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.