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 Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sex Pistols to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blossom Toes,
Visage,
Marcia Griffiths,
Spandau Ballet,
the Human League,
Japan,
Ludus,
Terry Callier,
David Axelrod,
Grey Daturas,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Evens,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mo-Dettes,
Icehouse,
Ultimate Spinach,
Subhumans,
Andrew Hill,
Unrelated Segments,
Warren Ellis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lindisfarne,
Schoolly D,
The Wake,
Radio Birdman,
Isaac Hayes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cybotron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Offenders,
The Young Rascals,
Mars,
Throbbing Gristle,
Blake Baxter,
Lungfish,
Excepter,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lightning Bolt,
Siglo XX,
Parry Music,
Skriet,
Godley & Creme,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gang Gang Dance,
Alphaville,
The Durutti Column,
Dual Sessions,
Motorama,
cv313,
June Days,
Maurizio,
Wally Richardson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jacques Brel,
Glenn Branca,
The Dead C,
The Blackbyrds,
Metal Thangz,
Soul II Soul,
Wolf Eyes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.