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 Colombia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Spokane.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Hot Snakes to the disco 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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Erasure,
Bill Near,
The Monks,
Pylon,
Nils Olav,
Yellowson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Soft Cell,
The Durutti Column,
The Walker Brothers,
Roxy Music,
The American Breed,
Minor Threat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
ABBA,
Arab on Radar,
Aloha Tigers,
Tears for Fears,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Michelle Simonal,
Soft Machine,
10cc,
Livin' Joy,
Warren Ellis,
Blake Baxter,
Marmalade,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Vogues,
Excepter,
Simply Red,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Au Pairs,
Glenn Branca,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Brick,
The Blues Magoos,
Accadde A,
Steve Hackett,
Yusef Lateef,
Popol Vuh,
Technova,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ice-T,
Pantytec,
The Invisible,
Arthur Verocai,
Slick Rick,
Pulsallama,
Amazonics,
The Fall,
Ronnie Foster,
Bill Wells,
A Certain Ratio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gang Green,
Godley & Creme,
Aswad,
Alison Limerick,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.