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 Indonesia and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Wire to the techno 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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Inner City,
John Cale,
Dennis Brown,
The Move,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fugazi,
Pagans,
Jacques Brel,
Theoretical Girls,
the Association,
These Immortal Souls,
Pylon,
Bob Dylan,
The Fortunes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Harmonia,
Jeff Mills,
Cheater Slicks,
Wally Richardson,
The Busters,
Prince Buster,
The Associates,
The Cowsills,
The Fuzztones,
DJ Style,
Audionom,
Hardrive,
Scratch Acid,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Deadbeat,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Index,
Livin' Joy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dorothy Ashby,
Thee Headcoats,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Count Five,
Dawn Penn,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Franke,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Sheep,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Real Kids,
Quando Quango,
Marshall Jefferson,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jawbox,
Howard Jones,
The Electric Prunes,
Donald Byrd,
Radiohead,
X-101,
Wire,
The Birthday Party,
Kenny Larkin,
Flash Fearless,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.