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 Cameroon and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sällskapet to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Archie Shepp,
One Last Wish,
Peter & Gordon,
The Monochrome Set,
PIL,
Interpol,
Malaria!,
Eric Copeland,
The Gap Band,
The Litter,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Maleditus Sound,
Joe Smooth,
Barclay James Harvest,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Chris Corsano,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Shoche,
Duran Duran,
Wings,
Spoonie Gee,
Y Pants,
EPMD,
Banda Bassotti,
Sex Pistols,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ornette Coleman,
Vladislav Delay,
Circle Jerks,
MC5,
Nick Fraelich,
Althea and Donna,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Parry Music,
Arthur Verocai,
Eric Dolphy,
Model 500,
B.T. Express,
Cal Tjader,
Audionom,
The Raincoats,
Zapp,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Erykah Badu,
Stiv Bators,
David Bowie,
The Misunderstood,
Royal Trux,
Sixth Finger,
Pussy Galore,
Babytalk,
Mark Hollis,
Kenny Larkin,
The Fall,
The Moody Blues,
Charles Mingus,
Marshall Jefferson,
Warsaw,
Gastr Del Sol,
Piero Umiliani,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Leaves,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.