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 Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ 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 Move to the techno 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 Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Deakin,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Newcleus,
Hoover,
Bauhaus,
Suicide,
The Evens,
Little Man,
Sun City Girls,
Pussy Galore,
OOIOO,
Kaleidoscope,
Quando Quango,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Barclay James Harvest,
Royal Trux,
The Slits,
Severed Heads,
Grey Daturas,
Derrick May,
Ornette Coleman,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Brand Nubian,
Public Enemy,
LL Cool J,
Das Ding,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nils Olav,
Shuggie Otis,
the Association,
Desert Stars,
Maleditus Sound,
D'Angelo,
The Saints,
Ludus,
Buzzcocks,
Hashim,
Section 25,
Isaac Hayes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Monks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Drexciya,
Roxy Music,
The Seeds,
Ultra Naté,
Eric B and Rakim,
Livin' Joy,
Anakelly,
Circle Jerks,
Surgeon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Scrapy,
10cc,
Pylon,
Ponytail,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Fugs,
Rites of Spring,
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.