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 Andorra 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Gichy Dan to the rock 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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
Patti Smith,
The Tremeloes,
Moby Grape,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Slick Rick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Young Rascals,
Aloha Tigers,
The Birthday Party,
Lightning Bolt,
Tears for Fears,
Siglo XX,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Tres Demented,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jerry's Kids,
Rapeman,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mark Hollis,
Half Japanese,
CMW,
Smog,
The Five Americans,
D'Angelo,
Franke,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Knickerbockers,
Dead Boys,
The Doors,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Names,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
In Retrospect,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lucky Dragons,
Q and Not U,
The Angels of Light,
Mr. Review,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bill Wells,
The Pop Group,
Chris Corsano,
Idris Muhammad,
The Alarm Clocks,
Joensuu 1685,
Anakelly,
Pierre Henry,
Grauzone,
Bob Dylan,
John Lydon,
The Wake,
48th St. Collective,
Scan 7,
B.T. Express,
Simply Red,
The Gladiators,
H. Thieme,
Soul II Soul,
Cheater Slicks,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.