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 Panama and from Accra.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the electroclash 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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme 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?
EPMD,
Adolescents,
Basic Channel,
The Remains,
Prince Buster,
Kenny Larkin,
Pylon,
Robert Wyatt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Delon & Dalcan,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Hoover,
The Divine Comedy,
The Velvet Underground,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Sound,
Soulsonic Force,
Roger Hodgson,
Sixth Finger,
Gregory Isaacs,
David Bowie,
John Foxx,
Connie Case,
Arcadia,
Mark Hollis,
Smog,
Q65,
CMW,
Television Personalities,
Hardrive,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Fire Engines,
Quantec,
Black Sheep,
Maurizio,
Ten City,
Soft Cell,
The Pretty Things,
Gong,
Moby Grape,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Roxy Music,
Loose Ends,
Rod Modell,
The Doors,
Pulsallama,
Josef K,
Theoretical Girls,
Bobby Byrd,
Symarip,
Goldenarms,
Peter & Gordon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roy Ayers,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.