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 Kuwait and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Flipper to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eden Ahbez,
The Moody Blues,
Curtis Mayfield,
Chris & Cosey,
Panda Bear,
Black Flag,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fugazi,
Barbara Tucker,
Alphaville,
Urselle,
Traffic Nightmare,
Supertramp,
Desert Stars,
Rod Modell,
Soul II Soul,
The Cramps,
Tommy Roe,
The Wake,
Yellowson,
Bobby Byrd,
Wolf Eyes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Circle Jerks,
June of 44,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Gap Band,
EPMD,
The Busters,
Junior Murvin,
Darondo,
Japan,
Camberwell Now,
Max Romeo,
The Victims,
Sällskapet,
June Days,
Los Fastidios,
Fad Gadget,
China Crisis,
Babytalk,
Black Pus,
Eurythmics,
Infiniti,
Chrome,
Erasure,
The Slits,
Anakelly,
T.S.O.L.,
The Trojans,
The Birthday Party,
Unwound,
Public Enemy,
Das Ding,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.