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 East Timor and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pussy Galore to the grunge 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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Peter & Gordon,
Minutemen,
Anakelly,
Sonic Youth,
The Offenders,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rekid,
Girls At Our Best!,
Quantec,
Ossler,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Albert Ayler,
Buzzcocks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Neu!,
Sun City Girls,
Aloha Tigers,
CMW,
The Doors,
Absolute Body Control,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hardrive,
Juan Atkins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Masters at Work,
Lindisfarne,
Sugar Minott,
Kas Product,
The Moody Blues,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Aaron Thompson,
Danielle Patucci,
Supertramp,
Average White Band,
Bad Manners,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
David McCallum,
Flipper,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Model 500,
Newcleus,
The Move,
Duran Duran,
The Misunderstood,
The Motions,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pole,
Andrew Hill,
Jimmy McGriff,
Altered Images,
John Foxx,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Amon Düül,
The Sonics,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.