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 Lille.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Busters to the rock 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 The Names. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
The Pop Group,
Eric Copeland,
Clear Light,
Camouflage,
Das Ding,
The Slackers,
Minny Pops,
The Associates,
Bronski Beat,
Arab on Radar,
Agitation Free,
The Angels of Light,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Simply Red,
Suicide,
Aural Exciters,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scan 7,
Yellowson,
Johnny Clarke,
Stockholm Monsters,
Moebius,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Seeds,
Joe Finger,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Harry Pussy,
Supertramp,
The Dirtbombs,
Absolute Body Control,
Pharoah Sanders,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sällskapet,
Grauzone,
The Victims,
T.S.O.L.,
The Buckinghams,
Eli Mardock,
The Birthday Party,
Sparks,
Althea and Donna,
Con Funk Shun,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Junior Murvin,
Terrestrial Tones,
Cymande,
The Electric Prunes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pere Ubu,
Janne Schatter,
Brothers Johnson,
Qualms,
Goldenarms,
The Names,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Unrelated Segments,
Inner City,
New Order,
Underground Resistance,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Whodini,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.