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 Liechtenstein and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb 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 The Barracudas 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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Robert Hood,
Delon & Dalcan,
JFA,
Aural Exciters,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sixth Finger,
Newcleus,
Mo-Dettes,
Television,
the Normal,
Tears for Fears,
The Stooges,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eric Dolphy,
Livin' Joy,
Pussy Galore,
Pulsallama,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dave Gahan,
Masters at Work,
the Human League,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Neon Judgement,
Skriet,
Lower 48,
Howard Jones,
Bobby Womack,
Gil Scott Heron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Siglo XX,
The Gories,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rhythm & Sound,
Trumans Water,
Crooked Eye,
The Standells,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Fire Engines,
Technova,
Ohio Players,
Gabor Szabo,
Gang of Four,
Sandy B,
The Moody Blues,
The Last Poets,
Chris Corsano,
Scan 7,
Swell Maps,
Supertramp,
Kenny Larkin,
B.T. Express,
Isaac Hayes,
Amon Düül,
Ponytail,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Duran Duran,
The Walker Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
June Days,
The Young Rascals,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop 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.