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 Lebanon and from Hong Kong.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fatback Band to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Magma,
D'Angelo,
Boredoms,
Joy Division,
Matthew Bourne,
The Birthday Party,
Davy DMX,
Icehouse,
Kerri Chandler,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Evens,
Darondo,
T.S.O.L.,
Hot Snakes,
the Slits,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Derrick May,
The Buckinghams,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Albert Ayler,
New Order,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
L. Decosne,
The Associates,
Siglo XX,
DJ Sneak,
Soul Sonic Force,
Groovy Waters,
Black Moon,
Monolake,
The Last Poets,
Charles Mingus,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Remains,
Leonard Cohen,
Rod Modell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ludus,
Fela Kuti,
The Pretty Things,
Cheater Slicks,
Harry Pussy,
The Red Krayola,
Warsaw,
The Move,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Supertramp,
Thee Headcoats,
Sunsets and Hearts,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Brothers Johnson,
Fluxion,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scratch Acid,
Schoolly D,
The Cowsills,
Severed Heads,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Grey Daturas,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.