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 Moldova and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 chamberlin 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 New Order to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Tears for Fears,
The Slits,
Dennis Brown,
Dark Day,
Charles Mingus,
Barry Ungar,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bad Manners,
Organ,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Busters,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Minny Pops,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Move,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eli Mardock,
Amon Düül II,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Zeros,
Sonic Youth,
Kenny Larkin,
Danielle Patucci,
Marvin Gaye,
Bluetip,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Maleditus Sound,
Eden Ahbez,
Robert Görl,
Tommy Roe,
Sex Pistols,
Girls At Our Best!,
Glenn Branca,
The Offenders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The United States of America,
Throbbing Gristle,
U.S. Maple,
Mars,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Brothers Johnson,
Monolake,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Khruangbin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Delta 5,
Zero Boys,
Junior Murvin,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Cramps,
The Gories,
Con Funk Shun,
The Angels of Light,
Simply Red,
Soulsonic Force,
Tim Buckley,
The Techniques,
The Vogues,
Yellowson,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys.
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.