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 Costa Rica and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Milan.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Livin' Joy to the jazz 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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Arab on Radar,
The Five Americans,
Swans,
Joe Finger,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Los Fastidios,
Scott Walker,
Al Stewart,
Malaria!,
Bluetip,
LL Cool J,
The Dead C,
Hardrive,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Godley & Creme,
Ultravox,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Peter & Gordon,
Fad Gadget,
A Certain Ratio,
Iggy Pop,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Reagan Youth,
Panda Bear,
Clear Light,
DJ Style,
Blake Baxter,
Magazine,
Neil Young,
Funkadelic,
Pere Ubu,
Nico,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fluxion,
DNA,
OOIOO,
Lucky Dragons,
The Doors,
The Skatalites,
The Knickerbockers,
Audionom,
Lakeside,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Saints,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Parry Music,
Derrick Morgan,
Soft Machine,
Section 25,
Moss Icon,
Jeff Mills,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nick Fraelich,
David Bowie,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Count Five,
The Birthday Party,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Janne Schatter,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.