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 Monaco and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Harmonia to the punk 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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
ABC,
Niagra,
The Stooges,
Rakim,
Bobby Womack,
Mo-Dettes,
Gong,
Eric B and Rakim,
Quantec,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Section 25,
10cc,
The Zeros,
R.M.O.,
Derrick May,
Chris Corsano,
Severed Heads,
Eric Copeland,
Lungfish,
The Seeds,
Bobby Byrd,
Essential Logic,
Sparks,
Ice-T,
Dead Boys,
Negative Approach,
UT,
The Skatalites,
Juan Atkins,
Silicon Teens,
Goldenarms,
Aloha Tigers,
X-Ray Spex,
The Slackers,
Shoche,
Darondo,
Mantronix,
Wolf Eyes,
Eden Ahbez,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Half Japanese,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bootsy Collins,
Mission of Burma,
Iggy Pop,
Kenny Larkin,
the Sonics,
T.S.O.L.,
Anthony Braxton,
Mandrill,
Junior Murvin,
Reagan Youth,
Tubeway Army,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The New Christs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Radiopuhelimet,
Animal Collective,
Intrusion,
Rod Modell,
Heaven 17,
The Kinks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.