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 Mali and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Flesh Eaters to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
The Gun Club,
ABC,
Thompson Twins,
Nils Olav,
The Misunderstood,
Roy Ayers,
Joensuu 1685,
Nick Fraelich,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Mummies,
Peter & Gordon,
Flipper,
Delta 5,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Toni Rubio,
Al Stewart,
Au Pairs,
The Pretty Things,
Minnie Riperton,
Faraquet,
Sound Behaviour,
a-ha,
Rakim,
Sonny Sharrock,
Hasil Adkins,
The Sonics,
Grey Daturas,
Guru Guru,
Deepchord,
Pantytec,
Livin' Joy,
Harmonia,
Lucky Dragons,
Jeff Mills,
Scan 7,
Aloha Tigers,
Mantronix,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Star Department,
Marvin Gaye,
Visage,
Jacques Brel,
Oblivians,
Vainqueur,
Camouflage,
Outsiders,
AZ,
Anakelly,
The Tremeloes,
Hot Snakes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fugazi,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Theoretical Girls,
Unrelated Segments,
MDC,
the Sonics,
The Angels of Light,
Jeff Lynne,
The Gories,
Boredoms,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.