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 Cyprus and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Cymande to the funk 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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
The Associates,
Kaleidoscope,
Sparks,
Index,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gang of Four,
Carl Craig,
Pet Shop Boys,
Average White Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Kayak,
Underground Resistance,
Camouflage,
Ronnie Foster,
Swell Maps,
Tomorrow,
The United States of America,
Can,
Glambeats Corp.,
Judy Mowatt,
Massinfluence,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nico,
Andrew Hill,
Joyce Sims,
Bluetip,
Camberwell Now,
Darondo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Deepchord,
Dave Gahan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ludus,
Lee Hazlewood,
Alphaville,
Mission of Burma,
Joe Smooth,
Harry Pussy,
Black Bananas,
Talk Talk,
Delta 5,
Japan,
Supertramp,
New Order,
Fad Gadget,
Monolake,
Guru Guru,
Angry Samoans,
Sandy B,
The Techniques,
Anthony Braxton,
Pantytec,
10cc,
the Germs,
Bob Dylan,
Hoover,
MC5,
The Smoke,
Sex Pistols,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.