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 Niger and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Rufus Thomas to the dance 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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Darondo,
Newcleus,
Wasted Youth,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sister Nancy,
The Pop Group,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Boz Scaggs,
Alison Limerick,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rod Modell,
Minutemen,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
ABBA,
Los Fastidios,
The Seeds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Clear Light,
Grandmaster Flash,
Alphaville,
Barclay James Harvest,
Barry Ungar,
World's Most,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Young Rascals,
Soulsonic Force,
Sun City Girls,
Au Pairs,
Oblivians,
Morten Harket,
Liliput,
Blancmange,
Johnny Osbourne,
D'Angelo,
Bill Near,
Television Personalities,
Archie Shepp,
La Düsseldorf,
Kurtis Blow,
Minnie Riperton,
June of 44,
Robert Wyatt,
Brand Nubian,
Animal Collective,
The Offenders,
Barbara Tucker,
Sixth Finger,
Lou Christie,
Camouflage,
Buzzcocks,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Brothers Johnson,
Make Up,
Michelle Simonal,
Goldenarms,
Flash Fearless,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.