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 Mexico and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lyon.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ 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 Sixth Finger to the electroclash 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Bronski Beat,
Oneida,
Harmonia,
Sixth Finger,
Ultravox,
Delon & Dalcan,
Derrick May,
Roxette,
The Slits,
The Durutti Column,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Parry Music,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eddi Front,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Buzzcocks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Gladiators,
Symarip,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Camberwell Now,
Prince Buster,
kango's stein massive,
Sonic Youth,
The Pop Group,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hardrive,
Terry Callier,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jacques Brel,
The Zeros,
David Axelrod,
The Red Krayola,
Yazoo,
Pole,
The Associates,
The United States of America,
Charles Mingus,
a-ha,
Thee Headcoats,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pantytec,
Barbara Tucker,
Soft Machine,
Underground Resistance,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Count Five,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Alton Ellis,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Skriet,
Fluxion,
Icehouse,
The Moleskins,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Birthday Party,
China Crisis,
Colin Newman,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.