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 Turkey and from Portland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Gun Club to the rock 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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Peter & Gordon,
cv313,
Main Source,
Rekid,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Absolute Body Control,
The Human League,
The Happenings,
R.M.O.,
Steve Hackett,
The Leaves,
Skaos,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Names,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bill Wells,
Ronan,
Pole,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Slits,
The Busters,
Connie Case,
Depeche Mode,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cameo,
The Cowsills,
Popol Vuh,
Jandek,
Can,
Fear,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Cybotron,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mad Mike,
Rapeman,
The Blues Magoos,
T.S.O.L.,
The Mojo Men,
Marc Almond,
Gong,
Youth Brigade,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Buckinghams,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Martian,
Ten City,
Electric Prunes,
Hasil Adkins,
X-101,
Skarface,
Al Stewart,
Ponytail,
Harmonia,
The Dead C,
H. Thieme,
Ralphi Rosario,
Girls At Our Best!,
Skriet,
Agent Orange,
Khruangbin,
Leonard Cohen,
Subhumans,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.