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 Ivory Coast and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Smiths 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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tommy Roe,
Surgeon,
Bronski Beat,
Easy Going,
Hasil Adkins,
Man Parrish,
Lower 48,
Mary Jane Girls,
Godley & Creme,
Gong,
The Slackers,
Aswad,
The Alarm Clocks,
The United States of America,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
JFA,
Grauzone,
The Raincoats,
Colin Newman,
Boz Scaggs,
Roxy Music,
The Music Machine,
Nirvana,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
X-102,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
MC5,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Amon Düül II,
Lebanon Hanover,
Royal Trux,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
F. McDonald,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Stiv Bators,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
David McCallum,
Essential Logic,
Crash Course in Science,
Masters at Work,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Cramps,
Soulsonic Force,
Bluetip,
Anakelly,
Todd Rundgren,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joy Division,
The Toasters,
Ronan,
Moebius,
The Black Dice,
Amon Düül,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Slits,
Howard Jones,
Public Enemy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Neu!,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.