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 Maldives and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 snare 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 Yazoo to the rock 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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Half Japanese,
Malaria!,
Newcleus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pole,
Surgeon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Maurizio,
Skarface,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Zero Boys,
Pussy Galore,
The Doors,
Reagan Youth,
Slick Rick,
Josef K,
Motorama,
Visage,
The Techniques,
Little Man,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ralphi Rosario,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Association,
KRS-One,
Radiohead,
Althea and Donna,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
New Age Steppers,
Steve Hackett,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Au Pairs,
John Cale,
Godley & Creme,
The Cramps,
Index,
The Pop Group,
World's Most,
Guru Guru,
Arcadia,
Section 25,
The Grass Roots,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The United States of America,
Gabor Szabo,
Ultravox,
Aloha Tigers,
The Barracudas,
Ossler,
Derrick Morgan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Model 500,
Black Flag,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eurythmics,
Icehouse,
Fear,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.