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 Macedonia and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 rock 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
Adolescents,
Flipper,
The Remains,
Ultra Naté,
Arthur Verocai,
The Doobie Brothers,
Liliput,
Jeff Lynne,
The Moody Blues,
Deadbeat,
The Pop Group,
Boz Scaggs,
Godley & Creme,
Jacques Brel,
Drive Like Jehu,
Max Romeo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sonny Sharrock,
Morten Harket,
Jandek,
Thompson Twins,
8 Eyed Spy,
Intrusion,
The Count Five,
Negative Approach,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Index,
Minnie Riperton,
AZ,
the Sonics,
Cecil Taylor,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Throbbing Gristle,
Model 500,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dawn Penn,
Yusef Lateef,
Absolute Body Control,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
R.M.O.,
Dual Sessions,
Mary Jane Girls,
DJ Sneak,
The Black Dice,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rufus Thomas,
Kerri Chandler,
Alison Limerick,
Eurythmics,
Marvin Gaye,
Monks,
Ronnie Foster,
Masters at Work,
Suburban Knight,
Desert Stars,
The Human League,
Popol Vuh,
Sandy B,
Moss Icon,
The Monochrome Set,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.