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 Uruguay and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 the Soft Cell to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Basic Channel,
Essential Logic,
Television,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scott Walker,
Soulsonic Force,
Jeff Lynne,
Electric Prunes,
The Busters,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tears for Fears,
Marvin Gaye,
The Sound,
the Soft Cell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Unrelated Segments,
Tubeway Army,
Nik Kershaw,
Arab on Radar,
Minor Threat,
One Last Wish,
Glenn Branca,
Amazonics,
Soft Cell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Symarip,
Stetsasonic,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Move,
The Barracudas,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Golliwogs,
Jawbox,
The Doors,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jimmy McGriff,
David Axelrod,
Chris Corsano,
Pet Shop Boys,
Skaos,
Bang On A Can,
New Age Steppers,
Vainqueur,
Robert Wyatt,
Magazine,
Avey Tare,
Joe Finger,
Warsaw,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mission of Burma,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bluetip,
The Fugs,
This Heat,
Black Flag,
DJ Sneak,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Motions,
The Modern Lovers,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.