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 Guinea-Bissau and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Wake to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Marine Girls,
Wally Richardson,
Ludus,
Motorama,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bauhaus,
Prince Buster,
Television Personalities,
Suburban Knight,
Jerry's Kids,
Sparks,
H. Thieme,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Kenny Larkin,
Arab on Radar,
The Alarm Clocks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Monochrome Set,
Todd Rundgren,
Ohio Players,
John Cale,
Franke,
Yusef Lateef,
Public Image Ltd.,
Alphaville,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Zeros,
Pulsallama,
World's Most,
The Blackbyrds,
Joe Finger,
MC5,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bobby Sherman,
Delta 5,
Shuggie Otis,
Procol Harum,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Newcleus,
John Holt,
Lakeside,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fear,
The Mummies,
Bizarre Inc.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grey Daturas,
Kerri Chandler,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Warren Ellis,
Porter Ricks,
Funky Four + One,
The Monks,
Zero Boys,
Chrome,
Groovy Waters,
Dead Boys,
The Real Kids,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.