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 China and from Bremen.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 New York Dolls to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Laurel Aitken,
The Buckinghams,
Thompson Twins,
Nils Olav,
Patti Smith,
Gichy Dan,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Christie,
Aural Exciters,
Jerry's Kids,
Wings,
Barclay James Harvest,
Main Source,
Babytalk,
The Grass Roots,
Moss Icon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Velvet Underground,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Monochrome Set,
In Retrospect,
Sugar Minott,
Big Daddy Kane,
Al Stewart,
The Dead C,
Procol Harum,
The Electric Prunes,
Qualms,
Tears for Fears,
Todd Rundgren,
X-Ray Spex,
The Golliwogs,
Fear,
Lee Hazlewood,
Flamin' Groovies,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Cure,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sun City Girls,
Public Image Ltd.,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lungfish,
Rakim,
Loose Ends,
Tomorrow,
Soft Machine,
Minor Threat,
Country Joe & The Fish,
DJ Sneak,
Sparks,
Echospace,
Michelle Simonal,
Piero Umiliani,
Livin' Joy,
Bush Tetras,
Bobby Sherman,
Frankie Knuckles,
Neu!,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.