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 Marshall Islands and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 Tremeloes to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe 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 Monochrome Set,
Icehouse,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Grass Roots,
Agent Orange,
Mr. Review,
Fear,
Subhumans,
The Offenders,
The Raincoats,
Sugar Minott,
Country Teasers,
Rites of Spring,
Monolake,
Bronski Beat,
ABBA,
Quantec,
In Retrospect,
Cybotron,
Technova,
Skarface,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Public Enemy,
Rekid,
Matthew Halsall,
Donny Hathaway,
The Index,
Von Mondo,
Sonic Youth,
Roger Hodgson,
Suicide,
World's Most,
The Techniques,
Ice-T,
Cymande,
MC5,
Nils Olav,
Aswad,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Divine Comedy,
Tommy Roe,
Don Cherry,
Negative Approach,
The Last Poets,
Pet Shop Boys,
Thompson Twins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lightning Bolt,
Banda Bassotti,
Alison Limerick,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nico,
Tres Demented,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Warren Ellis,
Ultravox,
Slick Rick,
H. Thieme,
Swell Maps,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.