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 Portugal and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the punk 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
Swell Maps,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Skriet,
New Order,
One Last Wish,
Scan 7,
Roxette,
KRS-One,
Depeche Mode,
Howard Jones,
Nico,
Carl Craig,
Ponytail,
Toni Rubio,
Anakelly,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bluetip,
Dead Boys,
The J.B.'s,
Eric Copeland,
Soul II Soul,
Susan Cadogan,
A Certain Ratio,
Cameo,
Shuggie Otis,
Wire,
Trumans Water,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Fania All-Stars,
Marmalade,
Absolute Body Control,
Lightning Bolt,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Happenings,
Alphaville,
U.S. Maple,
Joe Smooth,
Dawn Penn,
The Standells,
Barry Ungar,
The Pop Group,
Lungfish,
Pierre Henry,
Sällskapet,
Kerri Chandler,
the Human League,
Silicon Teens,
The Misunderstood,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Youth Brigade,
Magazine,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Stiv Bators,
Angry Samoans,
The Gories,
Inner City,
Wings,
James White and The Blacks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Yellowson,
X-101,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.