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 Estonia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 John Foxx to the jazz 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Michelle Simonal,
Eric Dolphy,
Terry Callier,
Skriet,
T. Rex,
Rites of Spring,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Hashim,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Can,
Black Pus,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Audionom,
Goldenarms,
Ituana,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joy Division,
Crooked Eye,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Reed,
Roy Ayers,
Soul II Soul,
The Residents,
The Doobie Brothers,
Easy Going,
Henry Cow,
Cluster,
Mr. Review,
Chris Corsano,
Lungfish,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tommy Roe,
Jawbox,
Bronski Beat,
Kas Product,
Bad Manners,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
AZ,
The Blues Magoos,
Soft Cell,
Joyce Sims,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
D'Angelo,
Ossler,
The Happenings,
The Fuzztones,
Metal Thangz,
Yaz,
The Skatalites,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Moody Blues,
the Normal,
Radio Birdman,
The Fortunes,
The Music Machine,
FM Einheit,
Ohio Players,
Boredoms,
Roxette,
Cal Tjader,
Jimmy McGriff,
Moby Grape,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.