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 Andorra and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Sex Pistols to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
This Heat,
Ultravox,
Roy Ayers,
Eurythmics,
Bootsy Collins,
Spandau Ballet,
Bobby Byrd,
Can,
Harmonia,
Rod Modell,
The American Breed,
New Order,
Von Mondo,
Yusef Lateef,
Lakeside,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
UT,
Max Romeo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Patti Smith,
Bauhaus,
The Gladiators,
Television,
Camberwell Now,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Gories,
The Moleskins,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Dirtbombs,
Main Source,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lyres,
The Birthday Party,
Accadde A,
Agitation Free,
Ornette Coleman,
Ice-T,
Sarah Menescal,
Basic Channel,
Alton Ellis,
Tomorrow,
Piero Umiliani,
Bush Tetras,
Marmalade,
World's Most,
Lucky Dragons,
Vainqueur,
Niagra,
Radiohead,
Skriet,
Pussy Galore,
The Detroit Cobras,
Aural Exciters,
the Soft Cell,
Jeff Lynne,
U.S. Maple,
Groovy Waters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crash Course in Science,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.