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 Comoros 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 New Order to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Jeff Lynne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Unrelated Segments,
Dual Sessions,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kevin Saunderson,
Stiv Bators,
Davy DMX,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fatback Band,
H. Thieme,
Parry Music,
the Germs,
Young Marble Giants,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nick Fraelich,
Charles Mingus,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Blackbyrds,
Terrestrial Tones,
Neu!,
Stereo Dub,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Real Kids,
L. Decosne,
Minny Pops,
Bobby Womack,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Music Machine,
The Names,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lyres,
K-Klass,
The Zeros,
The American Breed,
Man Parrish,
Todd Terry,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tubeway Army,
Nils Olav,
a-ha,
Tropical Tobacco,
X-102,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Skaos,
Essential Logic,
The Mojo Men,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lucky Dragons,
Pantytec,
Barry Ungar,
Delta 5,
Siglo XX,
Eden Ahbez,
Icehouse,
Jimmy McGriff,
Quando Quango,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.