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 Panama and from London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin 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 Warsaw to the rap 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
R.M.O.,
Jeff Mills,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lakeside,
New Age Steppers,
Letta Mbulu,
The Doors,
Mission of Burma,
Symarip,
Jacques Brel,
Boredoms,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Human League,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Cramps,
Michelle Simonal,
Pagans,
Drexciya,
Maleditus Sound,
David Bowie,
The Misunderstood,
The Toasters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Gladiators,
Simply Red,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Make Up,
Malaria!,
Alphaville,
Dennis Brown,
Ten City,
Scion,
Soft Cell,
Von Mondo,
X-101,
Thee Headcoats,
the Germs,
The Index,
T.S.O.L.,
Pylon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Amon Düül II,
Nick Fraelich,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Wake,
Intrusion,
Silicon Teens,
The Raincoats,
Absolute Body Control,
Rufus Thomas,
Tom Boy,
Wasted Youth,
Adolescents,
The Fugs,
Patti Smith,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Electric Prunes,
Josef K,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.