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 Nicaragua and from Lyon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manchester.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sound 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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eve St. Jones 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Howard Jones,
Joe Finger,
Amon Düül II,
Blossom Toes,
The Black Dice,
Glambeats Corp.,
Faust,
10cc,
Half Japanese,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fatback Band,
Agitation Free,
Derrick May,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lucky Dragons,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Youth Brigade,
Sam Rivers,
The Count Five,
The Five Americans,
Max Romeo,
The Kinks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Hasil Adkins,
The Sisters of Mercy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fela Kuti,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Raincoats,
Interpol,
Tropical Tobacco,
These Immortal Souls,
Colin Newman,
This Heat,
MC5,
Ohio Players,
Sex Pistols,
Warren Ellis,
The Moleskins,
Nick Fraelich,
Unwound,
Zero Boys,
Motorama,
The Blues Magoos,
Ronan,
The Cramps,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Sound,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lou Christie,
David Bowie,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Talk Talk,
Marine Girls,
Jawbox,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cal Tjader,
Altered Images,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.