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 Finland and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ 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 Wire to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Rod Modell,
F. McDonald,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sonny Sharrock,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Pretty Things,
Barbara Tucker,
Agitation Free,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Reagan Youth,
Cluster,
Hot Snakes,
Bronski Beat,
Peter & Gordon,
The Blackbyrds,
Godley & Creme,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Susan Cadogan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Junior Murvin,
FM Einheit,
Bobby Byrd,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Roy Ayers,
Vladislav Delay,
Can,
The Victims,
Motorama,
KRS-One,
The Fugs,
H. Thieme,
Swell Maps,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Divine Comedy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Cameo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Audionom,
The Star Department,
Young Marble Giants,
Colin Newman,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sandy B,
Saccharine Trust,
Bluetip,
Alphaville,
The Fall,
The Raincoats,
Alison Limerick,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bootsy Collins,
X-102,
World's Most,
David McCallum,
Eddi Front,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Magazine,
Oneida,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.