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 Israel and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Gang of Four to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Glenn Branca,
Graham Central Station,
The Motions,
Iggy Pop,
Half Japanese,
DJ Style,
June of 44,
Lou Reed,
The Moleskins,
Fatback Band,
Fugazi,
Jeru the Damaja,
ABBA,
Black Pus,
Sound Behaviour,
Arcadia,
Pierre Henry,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Last Poets,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Evens,
Stetsasonic,
Pussy Galore,
Toni Rubio,
The Neon Judgement,
The Barracudas,
Oneida,
The American Breed,
Los Fastidios,
the Association,
Liliput,
Zapp,
Soft Cell,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Anakelly,
X-101,
The Offenders,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sandy B,
Cluster,
Soulsonic Force,
Dark Day,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
A Certain Ratio,
Dead Boys,
the Bar-Kays,
Unrelated Segments,
Dual Sessions,
Arab on Radar,
Bill Near,
Rhythm & Sound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Can,
Neil Young,
Roy Ayers,
Fad Gadget,
Accadde A,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Youth Brigade,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.