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 United States and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Litter to the electroclash 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
T. Rex,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cybotron,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sight & Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Saccharine Trust,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lee Hazlewood,
Roy Ayers,
The J.B.'s,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Steve Hackett,
Amon Düül II,
The Sound,
The Fall,
A Certain Ratio,
Supertramp,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Cal Tjader,
Black Pus,
Unwound,
Rosa Yemen,
H. Thieme,
Aswad,
8 Eyed Spy,
Warren Ellis,
Niagra,
Marvin Gaye,
Brick,
Crash Course in Science,
Toni Rubio,
Crooked Eye,
Colin Newman,
Quadrant,
Cluster,
Eddi Front,
Icehouse,
Jesper Dahlback,
Das Ding,
Guru Guru,
X-102,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Deepchord,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Young Marble Giants,
Thee Headcoats,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pole,
Johnny Osbourne,
K-Klass,
Archie Shepp,
Heaven 17,
Johnny Clarke,
Au Pairs,
Funky Four + One,
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.