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 Cuba and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 MDC to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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 Blues Magoos,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Dirtbombs,
Bobby Byrd,
New Order,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The J.B.'s,
Technova,
Joensuu 1685,
Hasil Adkins,
Minutemen,
Khruangbin,
The Slits,
Dawn Penn,
Lightning Bolt,
Skaos,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lakeside,
Symarip,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Cameo,
R.M.O.,
Chrome,
Country Teasers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Human League,
Dave Gahan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Archie Shepp,
Sex Pistols,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gichy Dan,
Dead Boys,
Rotary Connection,
Eddi Front,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Aswad,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Quadrant,
Hashim,
Isaac Hayes,
Radio Birdman,
The Happenings,
Sixth Finger,
Reuben Wilson,
Eurythmics,
Thee Headcoats,
Don Cherry,
Kenny Larkin,
the Normal,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bluetip,
Animal Collective,
Rekid,
Ice-T,
Arthur Verocai,
the Slits,
Arcadia,
Massinfluence,
Traffic Nightmare,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.