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 Eritrea and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 theremin 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 Lee Hazlewood to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Boz Scaggs,
Kerrie Biddell,
Skriet,
Lou Reed,
Ronnie Foster,
MC5,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Fire Engines,
Derrick Morgan,
Ohio Players,
Erykah Badu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Monks,
The Angels of Light,
Unwound,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Connie Case,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ultravox,
Masters at Work,
Rapeman,
In Retrospect,
Laurel Aitken,
Index,
Quando Quango,
Graham Central Station,
Kool Moe Dee,
Patti Smith,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Judy Mowatt,
Stiv Bators,
Zero Boys,
KRS-One,
Scrapy,
Cal Tjader,
Whodini,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cameo,
The Associates,
The Leaves,
Electric Prunes,
Intrusion,
The Beau Brummels,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Human League,
Fear,
Average White Band,
New Age Steppers,
The Slits,
Pantytec,
The Standells,
The Pop Group,
Kurtis Blow,
Sam Rivers,
The Golliwogs,
Moebius,
Cluster,
The Saints,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.