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 Vanuatu and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Leaves to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
The Fuzztones,
Camouflage,
The Slits,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Skatalites,
Joe Finger,
Blossom Toes,
Scion,
Buzzcocks,
Wire,
Isaac Hayes,
Electric Prunes,
Arcadia,
Duran Duran,
Model 500,
Vainqueur,
Gong,
The Moleskins,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nas,
David McCallum,
Marshall Jefferson,
Funkadelic,
Cecil Taylor,
Amon Düül II,
Susan Cadogan,
Wolf Eyes,
Nirvana,
One Last Wish,
Chris Corsano,
Jandek,
The Sound,
Liliput,
Hot Snakes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sun City Girls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Zapp,
Frankie Knuckles,
8 Eyed Spy,
Crash Course in Science,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Robert Görl,
Moss Icon,
Silicon Teens,
The Techniques,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ronan,
Derrick Morgan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Technova,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bobby Sherman,
Jerry's Kids,
Kayak,
The Doors,
OOIOO,
Thompson Twins,
Avey Tare,
L. Decosne,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.