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 Korea North and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ken Boothe to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Normal,
Gichy Dan,
Tropical Tobacco,
CMW,
Guru Guru,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fuzztones,
The Dirtbombs,
Sister Nancy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minny Pops,
Pierre Henry,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gang of Four,
The Kinks,
The Slits,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Joey Negro,
Ice-T,
the Germs,
Jacob Miller,
Ultra Naté,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Star Department,
The Buckinghams,
Goldenarms,
ABBA,
The Divine Comedy,
Smog,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Modern Lovers,
Pere Ubu,
Girls At Our Best!,
Young Marble Giants,
Camouflage,
H. Thieme,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joe Finger,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
David Axelrod,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Loose Ends,
The Selecter,
Sparks,
Grey Daturas,
Sugar Minott,
Ohio Players,
Jacques Brel,
Funky Four + One,
Todd Terry,
MC5,
Pet Shop Boys,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.