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 Denmark and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 arpeggiator 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 Slits to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club 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?
Can,
Letta Mbulu,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Gories,
Rhythm & Sound,
Robert Hood,
Radiohead,
Warsaw,
Wasted Youth,
Wolf Eyes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Leaves,
Ultra Naté,
The Black Dice,
Susan Cadogan,
The Walker Brothers,
T.S.O.L.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mark Hollis,
Marvin Gaye,
The Raincoats,
Half Japanese,
New Age Steppers,
Eric Dolphy,
Harpers Bizarre,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joyce Sims,
Quadrant,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lyres,
The Buckinghams,
Gerry Rafferty,
Godley & Creme,
The Pop Group,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Barclay James Harvest,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Yazoo,
DJ Style,
Infiniti,
Technova,
The J.B.'s,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dawn Penn,
Spoonie Gee,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Warren Ellis,
David McCallum,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Terrestrial Tones,
Leonard Cohen,
Joey Negro,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Wings,
The Searchers,
Anakelly,
Rakim,
Aural Exciters,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.