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 Chad and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sex Pistols to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Derrick Morgan,
Radiohead,
kango's stein massive,
Vladislav Delay,
Leonard Cohen,
X-102,
Soul Sonic Force,
Excepter,
T.S.O.L.,
Nils Olav,
Alice Coltrane,
David McCallum,
Bush Tetras,
Tomorrow,
the Human League,
Sam Rivers,
The Blackbyrds,
Country Teasers,
Rufus Thomas,
Lakeside,
Idris Muhammad,
The Stooges,
Sugar Minott,
Tubeway Army,
Black Sheep,
Aaron Thompson,
Clear Light,
Brand Nubian,
The Fuzztones,
John Holt,
The Gun Club,
The Raincoats,
Half Japanese,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Inner City,
Mantronix,
Flipper,
Aswad,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Unrelated Segments,
The Invisible,
Hasil Adkins,
The Offenders,
Cheater Slicks,
Sex Pistols,
Urselle,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bobby Sherman,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rhythm & Sound,
Goldenarms,
Vainqueur,
Malaria!,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David Bowie,
Pylon,
Gang Green,
Dawn Penn,
The Seeds,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.