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 Namibia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Ponytail,
The Durutti Column,
Howard Jones,
MC5,
The Zeros,
Scratch Acid,
Eddi Front,
Mary Jane Girls,
Juan Atkins,
Nik Kershaw,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bootsy Collins,
The Litter,
Basic Channel,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fire Engines,
Lakeside,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Colin Newman,
Quadrant,
Arab on Radar,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
LL Cool J,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Drexciya,
Tropical Tobacco,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Fuzztones,
Funkadelic,
the Human League,
Barbara Tucker,
The Monochrome Set,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Human League,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rufus Thomas,
Tomorrow,
Cybotron,
the Slits,
Crispy Ambulance,
Q and Not U,
Jeff Mills,
Thompson Twins,
Minutemen,
Half Japanese,
Roxy Music,
Heaven 17,
Ronnie Foster,
Silicon Teens,
Minny Pops,
Depeche Mode,
The Vogues,
John Cale,
The Cure,
Simply Red,
The Detroit Cobras,
Desert Stars,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.