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 the UAE and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Neon Judgement to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Searchers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Vogues,
Television Personalities,
The Gap Band,
Boz Scaggs,
The Evens,
The Invisible,
Moss Icon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Grass Roots,
the Fania All-Stars,
John Cale,
Country Teasers,
China Crisis,
The Fall,
Albert Ayler,
The Motions,
Flash Fearless,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dawn Penn,
The Fuzztones,
The Flesh Eaters,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Doors,
Big Daddy Kane,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
X-101,
Ice-T,
Yellowson,
DNA,
Alphaville,
Bush Tetras,
FM Einheit,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Robert Görl,
Moebius,
Letta Mbulu,
the Association,
Joey Negro,
Amon Düül,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Icehouse,
L. Decosne,
Sonny Sharrock,
Audionom,
MC5,
Magma,
The Slackers,
Stereo Dub,
Ornette Coleman,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Lydon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Brick,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kaleidoscope,
New York Dolls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.