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 Lebanon and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron 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 Rhythm & Sound to the crunk 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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Eating Sloth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Junior Murvin,
John Holt,
Erykah Badu,
Nico,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Heaven 17,
James White and The Blacks,
The Cowsills,
Lindisfarne,
Dual Sessions,
The Zeros,
Patti Smith,
Girls At Our Best!,
E-Dancer,
The J.B.'s,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Subhumans,
Moss Icon,
Harry Pussy,
Procol Harum,
The Fire Engines,
Stiv Bators,
Fear,
Alphaville,
Nas,
The Misunderstood,
the Bar-Kays,
Pulsallama,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Flipper,
Ice-T,
Tim Buckley,
Unwound,
Prince Buster,
Cheater Slicks,
Dead Boys,
a-ha,
Todd Terry,
Drive Like Jehu,
John Foxx,
Rod Modell,
These Immortal Souls,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jerry's Kids,
Cybotron,
10cc,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wolf Eyes,
Davy DMX,
Glambeats Corp.,
Moby Grape,
Tommy Roe,
Pet Shop Boys,
Von Mondo,
The Count Five,
Quantec,
Arthur Verocai,
Hasil Adkins,
Slick Rick,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.