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 Luxembourg and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Zeros to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Urselle,
Delon & Dalcan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mantronix,
The Standells,
Hashim,
Magazine,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Cheater Slicks,
Accadde A,
Lou Christie,
Fat Boys,
Tom Boy,
Half Japanese,
Aswad,
Peter & Gordon,
Blossom Toes,
E-Dancer,
Bob Dylan,
Slave,
The Buckinghams,
Japan,
Flipper,
Bronski Beat,
Avey Tare,
Fugazi,
Kurtis Blow,
The Velvet Underground,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pere Ubu,
Fatback Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Trojans,
Sällskapet,
John Lydon,
Dave Gahan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Parry Music,
The Grass Roots,
David Axelrod,
Kas Product,
The Blues Magoos,
Fifty Foot Hose,
F. McDonald,
Soft Cell,
Technova,
Chris & Cosey,
Brick,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Cramps,
Swans,
The Fall,
La Düsseldorf,
Matthew Bourne,
Das Ding,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Last Poets,
Alton Ellis,
Severed Heads,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.