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 Greece and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 sitar 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 Lindisfarne to the funk 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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Fire Engines,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Swans,
Shoche,
The Birthday Party,
Rod Modell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DNA,
Outsiders,
This Heat,
Rosa Yemen,
Boredoms,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Agent Orange,
The Sound,
The Young Rascals,
Buzzcocks,
Joyce Sims,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Star Department,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Real Kids,
Prince Buster,
AZ,
Magazine,
La Düsseldorf,
Anthony Braxton,
The Raincoats,
Crooked Eye,
Suicide,
Stiv Bators,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lou Reed,
Pole,
Delon & Dalcan,
Trumans Water,
B.T. Express,
Marshall Jefferson,
Young Marble Giants,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Terrestrial Tones,
Average White Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
Heaven 17,
Lalann,
Iggy Pop,
Lower 48,
The Fortunes,
Ultravox,
Quantec,
Nils Olav,
Sexual Harrassment,
Von Mondo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.