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 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
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 Barclay James Harvest to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Smog,
Surgeon,
Echospace,
Isaac Hayes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ice-T,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Young Rascals,
Warsaw,
Grandmaster Flash,
Stiv Bators,
Soul II Soul,
Sarah Menescal,
The Count Five,
The Kinks,
The Tremeloes,
Circle Jerks,
The Fall,
Kayak,
MDC,
Groovy Waters,
Dorothy Ashby,
Roxy Music,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Maurizio,
Schoolly D,
Q65,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
48th St. Collective,
The Barracudas,
Thee Headcoats,
The Pretty Things,
The Neon Judgement,
The Slits,
The Fortunes,
Malaria!,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Alison Limerick,
Albert Ayler,
The Velvet Underground,
Kool Moe Dee,
FM Einheit,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Country Teasers,
Pulsallama,
the Association,
Dennis Brown,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Gladiators,
The Sonics,
Yazoo,
Hot Snakes,
Barry Ungar,
New York Dolls,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.