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 Palau 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Soul Sonic Force to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
James White and The Blacks,
The Smoke,
Mars,
kango's stein massive,
The Human League,
Masters at Work,
the Germs,
Tres Demented,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Das Ding,
Trumans Water,
Sparks,
Scion,
Cybotron,
Los Fastidios,
Steve Hackett,
Wasted Youth,
Clear Light,
Byron Stingily,
Q and Not U,
The Names,
Hoover,
the Bar-Kays,
Pylon,
Sandy B,
Hardrive,
Zero Boys,
Dead Boys,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Peter and Kerry,
Bobby Womack,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Misunderstood,
Swans,
The Moody Blues,
Juan Atkins,
Big Daddy Kane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Seeds,
Desert Stars,
Davy DMX,
The Slits,
Donald Byrd,
The Busters,
Guru Guru,
H. Thieme,
The Real Kids,
The Gap Band,
Nils Olav,
The Index,
The New Christs,
New Age Steppers,
Shuggie Otis,
Sun City Girls,
John Cale,
Yellowson,
Kas Product,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cheater Slicks,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.