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 Slovakia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Schoolly D to the electroclash 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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Johnny Clarke,
Basic Channel,
Avey Tare,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
John Lydon,
Bauhaus,
The Knickerbockers,
The Blackbyrds,
David McCallum,
Altered Images,
Ultra Naté,
Mad Mike,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Sonics,
UT,
Patti Smith,
Vladislav Delay,
Lightning Bolt,
Q and Not U,
Ornette Coleman,
Stereo Dub,
Blancmange,
The Velvet Underground,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sparks,
Average White Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cameo,
E-Dancer,
Mars,
Bobby Byrd,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Slick Rick,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bootsy Collins,
Boredoms,
The Angels of Light,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Blake Baxter,
Joy Division,
Judy Mowatt,
June Days,
Inner City,
The United States of America,
Simply Red,
Susan Cadogan,
Jacob Miller,
Amazonics,
Dennis Brown,
Main Source,
Idris Muhammad,
Josef K,
OOIOO,
Terry Callier,
Boz Scaggs,
Aural Exciters,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.