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 Guyana and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Fugazi to the disco 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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack 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?
Qualms,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Sonics,
Fear,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nico,
Audionom,
L. Decosne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mad Mike,
Kool Moe Dee,
Skriet,
Roger Hodgson,
Wire,
Rites of Spring,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kenny Larkin,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Warren Ellis,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fluxion,
Davy DMX,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Minny Pops,
Kerrie Biddell,
Subhumans,
The Fuzztones,
Slick Rick,
The Young Rascals,
This Heat,
Bill Wells,
Soft Machine,
Ultravox,
The Smiths,
Nick Fraelich,
Camberwell Now,
Arcadia,
Sam Rivers,
Nils Olav,
JFA,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Swans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Stereo Dub,
Reagan Youth,
The Monochrome Set,
Sound Behaviour,
Scratch Acid,
Con Funk Shun,
Agent Orange,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gil Scott Heron,
Section 25,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Offenders,
Silicon Teens,
Outsiders,
The Human League,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.