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 Morocco and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Brick to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fluxion,
Archie Shepp,
the Human League,
The Moleskins,
Bad Manners,
This Heat,
The Mummies,
Mary Jane Girls,
Audionom,
Sandy B,
Vainqueur,
Massinfluence,
Suicide,
Echospace,
Letta Mbulu,
Qualms,
Dorothy Ashby,
Matthew Halsall,
The Velvet Underground,
The Fuzztones,
The Busters,
Livin' Joy,
Can,
The Gories,
The Skatalites,
Moss Icon,
X-102,
Al Stewart,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Half Japanese,
Derrick May,
Crash Course in Science,
Maurizio,
Albert Ayler,
Sight & Sound,
The Divine Comedy,
Prince Buster,
The Sonics,
Duran Duran,
Yellowson,
Johnny Clarke,
K-Klass,
Stereo Dub,
Soft Machine,
Goldenarms,
OOIOO,
Godley & Creme,
Amazonics,
Gang of Four,
Mandrill,
Wire,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Oblivians,
the Normal,
Pole,
Donny Hathaway,
Porter Ricks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.