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 Ireland and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 clarinet 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 Josef K to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs 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 clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
The Smoke,
Peter and Kerry,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Swans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Erasure,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fela Kuti,
The Beau Brummels,
ABC,
Average White Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Junior Murvin,
Marine Girls,
LL Cool J,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Arcadia,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gang Green,
ABBA,
Subhumans,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Monks,
Porter Ricks,
Dave Gahan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Names,
Wolf Eyes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Roxette,
Brothers Johnson,
Anthony Braxton,
the Normal,
Hashim,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pantaleimon,
Erykah Badu,
the Human League,
The Pop Group,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Smog,
Marvin Gaye,
Alphaville,
John Lydon,
Lou Christie,
Camouflage,
Cal Tjader,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Star Department,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Trumans Water,
The Shadows of Knight,
Deepchord,
Traffic Nightmare,
Barry Ungar,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Monks,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.