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 Somalia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 güiro 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 Oblivians to the electroclash 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 The Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
The Golliwogs,
Gerry Rafferty,
Quadrant,
The Five Americans,
PIL,
T.S.O.L.,
Intrusion,
Zero Boys,
Black Bananas,
Drive Like Jehu,
Dual Sessions,
The Count Five,
Half Japanese,
Fatback Band,
Swans,
Minor Threat,
DJ Sneak,
Albert Ayler,
Lindisfarne,
CMW,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fortunes,
Mars,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Remains,
Janne Schatter,
Buzzcocks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Stetsasonic,
Flash Fearless,
Dennis Brown,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
John Foxx,
Symarip,
Subhumans,
The Human League,
Crash Course in Science,
Bobby Byrd,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tears for Fears,
Maleditus Sound,
Anthony Braxton,
Piero Umiliani,
Deadbeat,
Shuggie Otis,
Bang On A Can,
The Flesh Eaters,
Harpers Bizarre,
Liliput,
X-102,
The Zeros,
The Seeds,
Dark Day,
The Blackbyrds,
Wire,
The Leaves,
Agent Orange,
F. McDonald,
Idris Muhammad,
Derrick May,
John Holt,
Chris & Cosey,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.