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 Burkina and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar 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 Mighty Diamonds to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ossler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Von Mondo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Monolake,
Intrusion,
Scion,
Ossler,
Bluetip,
This Heat,
Jeff Mills,
Suicide,
Wings,
Pharoah Sanders,
Alton Ellis,
Goldenarms,
Con Funk Shun,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dual Sessions,
These Immortal Souls,
Inner City,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pulsallama,
John Lydon,
The Mummies,
The Smoke,
The Angels of Light,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Talk Talk,
Prince Buster,
Bob Dylan,
Icehouse,
Ralphi Rosario,
Index,
Jacques Brel,
Aural Exciters,
The Cramps,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
John Holt,
The Monochrome Set,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gun Club,
Drive Like Jehu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Spandau Ballet,
New York Dolls,
Alice Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Martian,
June Days,
Pere Ubu,
The Tremeloes,
Parry Music,
The Misunderstood,
Essential Logic,
Electric Prunes,
James White and The Blacks,
Dennis Brown,
Sarah Menescal,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.