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 Malta and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Soulsonic Force to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Negative Approach,
Black Pus,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jeff Mills,
Amon Düül,
One Last Wish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Panda Bear,
The Stooges,
Brand Nubian,
Inner City,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Urselle,
Electric Prunes,
the Sonics,
These Immortal Souls,
John Lydon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Durutti Column,
Livin' Joy,
Bad Manners,
The Sonics,
OOIOO,
Pussy Galore,
Rod Modell,
Robert Wyatt,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Niagra,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Beau Brummels,
Marvin Gaye,
Zero Boys,
Quando Quango,
The Grass Roots,
Shuggie Otis,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kurtis Blow,
Radiohead,
Quantec,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Blackbyrds,
Traffic Nightmare,
Skarface,
Sound Behaviour,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mad Mike,
Agitation Free,
Eve St. Jones,
Quadrant,
Faust,
Cecil Taylor,
K-Klass,
The Raincoats,
Flamin' Groovies,
Reuben Wilson,
Maurizio,
David McCallum,
Tom Boy,
Blossom Toes,
10cc,
MDC,
The Five Americans,
The Happenings,
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.