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 Lithuania and from Seoul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lille.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Harmonia to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
L. Decosne,
Blossom Toes,
Fear,
Underground Resistance,
Nick Fraelich,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Erasure,
Gang Starr,
Ronan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eric Copeland,
Crispian St. Peters,
Harmonia,
The Wake,
The Birthday Party,
Flipper,
Q65,
Cymande,
Suburban Knight,
Ponytail,
T. Rex,
Lalann,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jacques Brel,
Drive Like Jehu,
David McCallum,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
New York Dolls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sarah Menescal,
Excepter,
Liliput,
The Music Machine,
Cecil Taylor,
Ornette Coleman,
The Star Department,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Hashim,
Slick Rick,
Neil Young,
Pole,
The Beau Brummels,
Michelle Simonal,
Scientists,
Pussy Galore,
Minor Threat,
Lebanon Hanover,
Animal Collective,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sex Pistols,
David Axelrod,
Traffic Nightmare,
Stereo Dub,
Derrick May,
Minnie Riperton,
Motorama,
The Remains,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Swans,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.