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 Cyprus and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes 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 a-ha to the electroclash 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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
Pantytec,
Sonic Youth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soul II Soul,
David McCallum,
Franke,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Names,
Niagra,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Television,
Babytalk,
Con Funk Shun,
La Düsseldorf,
Peter and Kerry,
Average White Band,
The Stooges,
Howard Jones,
Agitation Free,
Flipper,
Sight & Sound,
UT,
Lalann,
Drive Like Jehu,
Radiopuhelimet,
DNA,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Arcadia,
Bootsy Collins,
Tres Demented,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Gap Band,
The J.B.'s,
Maleditus Sound,
Gregory Isaacs,
Underground Resistance,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Johnny Osbourne,
ABBA,
Television Personalities,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The New Christs,
Skarface,
Spoonie Gee,
John Cale,
Basic Channel,
Lakeside,
Joensuu 1685,
The Red Krayola,
Camberwell Now,
Faust,
L. Decosne,
Cybotron,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Cal Tjader,
Wolf Eyes,
Patti Smith,
The Doors,
Easy Going,
Ponytail,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.