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 Kuwait and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Columbus.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 Zeros to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deakin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
MC5,
Mars,
Max Romeo,
Rod Modell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eddi Front,
Bizarre Inc.,
Negative Approach,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Chrome,
Sixth Finger,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Moleskins,
The Gap Band,
In Retrospect,
Pulsallama,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gregory Isaacs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sex Pistols,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Walker Brothers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
R.M.O.,
Lyres,
Isaac Hayes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brass Construction,
Suburban Knight,
The Wake,
Kerrie Biddell,
Aaron Thompson,
Kenny Larkin,
Chris & Cosey,
The Fugs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pantaleimon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
James White and The Blacks,
Warsaw,
Minnie Riperton,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joe Smooth,
Faraquet,
Funky Four + One,
Circle Jerks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Drexciya,
Duran Duran,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sarah Menescal,
Crash Course in Science,
Y Pants,
Pussy Galore,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Music Machine,
Stiv Bators,
Camberwell Now,
Silicon Teens,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.