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 Taiwan and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Cairo.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Make Up,
The Fire Engines,
Animal Collective,
Theoretical Girls,
Excepter,
The Divine Comedy,
Yazoo,
Adolescents,
Fat Boys,
The Sonics,
Derrick May,
Supertramp,
Newcleus,
Cybotron,
Sun City Girls,
Quadrant,
Mars,
Scan 7,
Suicide,
Deadbeat,
Dennis Brown,
Pere Ubu,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cymande,
Public Enemy,
Grey Daturas,
The Gun Club,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Chris Corsano,
Faraquet,
The Last Poets,
La Düsseldorf,
Motorama,
Lakeside,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Music Machine,
Quantec,
The Zeros,
Roy Ayers,
The Walker Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DJ Style,
Sex Pistols,
Khruangbin,
The Monochrome Set,
Howard Jones,
The Angels of Light,
Marmalade,
Shoche,
Flash Fearless,
Sonic Youth,
DJ Sneak,
Skriet,
Youth Brigade,
Interpol,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Associates,
Dark Day,
Morten Harket,
Main Source,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
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.