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 Montenegro and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the 808 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 Simply Red to the electroclash 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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young 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 disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
The Associates,
Malaria!,
Basic Channel,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Amon Düül,
Delta 5,
Marc Almond,
Monolake,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eddi Front,
Heaven 17,
The Fortunes,
Little Man,
The Durutti Column,
Don Cherry,
Excepter,
The Evens,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mo-Dettes,
Aswad,
Ludus,
The Stooges,
Blancmange,
Lalo Schifrin,
8 Eyed Spy,
Blake Baxter,
Davy DMX,
Das Ding,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Trumans Water,
The Saints,
The Fire Engines,
Zapp,
Avey Tare,
Al Stewart,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soul Sonic Force,
Electric Prunes,
The Real Kids,
Ken Boothe,
Grauzone,
Lee Hazlewood,
Godley & Creme,
Nico,
The Fugs,
Ossler,
Delon & Dalcan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lindisfarne,
Average White Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cameo,
Jerry's Kids,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.