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 France and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Michael McDonald 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 Spandau Ballet to the funk 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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Tears for Fears,
The Standells,
Circle Jerks,
The Last Poets,
David Bowie,
Cheater Slicks,
Minutemen,
Rosa Yemen,
Crash Course in Science,
The Happenings,
Pulsallama,
The Doobie Brothers,
Half Japanese,
The Zeros,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gichy Dan,
The Star Department,
John Cale,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The American Breed,
The Barracudas,
Bootsy Collins,
Aural Exciters,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Alphaville,
Man Parrish,
Radiohead,
Chris Corsano,
Zero Boys,
The Pretty Things,
Gerry Rafferty,
Mandrill,
Sun City Girls,
Brick,
Stockholm Monsters,
X-Ray Spex,
The Dirtbombs,
Accadde A,
Rotary Connection,
New York Dolls,
MDC,
Roxette,
Franke,
Ken Boothe,
Von Mondo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Young Marble Giants,
Barclay James Harvest,
Matthew Bourne,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Letta Mbulu,
Steve Hackett,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Fortunes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Yaz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
a-ha,
Blossom Toes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.