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 Kyrgyzstan and from Jakarta.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Slits to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Terry Callier,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sound Behaviour,
Stiv Bators,
The Birthday Party,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Todd Terry,
Desert Stars,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
David Axelrod,
Peter and Kerry,
The Pop Group,
The Dave Clark Five,
Faraquet,
Pantytec,
Dawn Penn,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Toni Rubio,
Bad Manners,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Circle Jerks,
Maurizio,
Kayak,
John Cale,
Crash Course in Science,
Procol Harum,
Ronnie Foster,
Malaria!,
The American Breed,
L. Decosne,
Robert Wyatt,
Lucky Dragons,
The Velvet Underground,
Neil Young,
The Residents,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fat Boys,
DJ Style,
Lindisfarne,
The Standells,
Schoolly D,
Scratch Acid,
The Fuzztones,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Zero Boys,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Red Krayola,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Traffic Nightmare,
Girls At Our Best!,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Durutti Column,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fugazi,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.