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 Montenegro and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
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 clarinet 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 Harmonia to the grunge 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Brand Nubian,
the Soft Cell,
Joy Division,
The Kinks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sister Nancy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ronan,
Camouflage,
Blake Baxter,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nick Fraelich,
Bronski Beat,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Circle Jerks,
Flash Fearless,
Anakelly,
Arab on Radar,
Barrington Levy,
Buzzcocks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Television,
Moebius,
Schoolly D,
Freddie Wadling,
Sugar Minott,
Robert Hood,
The Real Kids,
Bauhaus,
The Gun Club,
The Motions,
Aloha Tigers,
The Divine Comedy,
Tommy Roe,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Siglo XX,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scientists,
The Fuzztones,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Zero Boys,
Icehouse,
Con Funk Shun,
Bootsy Collins,
Warsaw,
Kas Product,
Pantytec,
Hot Snakes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gregory Isaacs,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Technova,
Oneida,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Sonics,
Peter and Kerry,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Angry Samoans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.