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 South and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Surgeon to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gong,
Theoretical Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bill Near,
Barry Ungar,
Camberwell Now,
Das Ding,
The Buckinghams,
Blancmange,
Althea and Donna,
Jeff Mills,
Stiv Bators,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wings,
Ronnie Foster,
Erykah Badu,
Loose Ends,
Bush Tetras,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eve St. Jones,
the Bar-Kays,
Ronan,
Josef K,
John Coltrane,
The Cure,
Sister Nancy,
Make Up,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Supertramp,
John Foxx,
The Cramps,
Symarip,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kayak,
The Doobie Brothers,
Television,
Amazonics,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Underground Resistance,
Zapp,
Derrick Morgan,
The Young Rascals,
The Sonics,
kango's stein massive,
Tubeway Army,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rod Modell,
Black Sheep,
Laurel Aitken,
Chrome,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Leaves,
Ohio Players,
Rosa Yemen,
Model 500,
Scott Walker,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.