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 Vanuatu and from Edmonton.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Masters at Work to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
Bill Wells,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fuzztones,
Camberwell Now,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Essential Logic,
The Star Department,
Das Ding,
Marc Almond,
The Gap Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Malaria!,
the Human League,
Eurythmics,
Loose Ends,
Chrome,
John Coltrane,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Banda Bassotti,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Negative Approach,
New Age Steppers,
Freddie Wadling,
Patti Smith,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Panda Bear,
Jawbox,
The Fire Engines,
Scott Walker,
the Bar-Kays,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pere Ubu,
Drive Like Jehu,
Swell Maps,
Stetsasonic,
Audionom,
Cluster,
T.S.O.L.,
Surgeon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Metal Thangz,
EPMD,
Arthur Verocai,
Sight & Sound,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gang Starr,
Sister Nancy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Zapp,
Neil Young,
Connie Case,
Bill Near,
Basic Channel,
Kaleidoscope,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Yusef Lateef,
Josef K,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.