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 Eritrea and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Hot Snakes to the disco 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Bob Dylan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
KRS-One,
The New Christs,
Brick,
Reuben Wilson,
Peter & Gordon,
Blancmange,
Agent Orange,
10cc,
Scan 7,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Toasters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joey Negro,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wings,
Hoover,
Mark Hollis,
Lungfish,
The Velvet Underground,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Moleskins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ornette Coleman,
Eric Dolphy,
Skarface,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Scrapy,
cv313,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Smoke,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alphaville,
The Fall,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Danielle Patucci,
Eve St. Jones,
Erykah Badu,
Kerrie Biddell,
Vainqueur,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobby Byrd,
The Seeds,
The Gun Club,
X-102,
John Cale,
Mary Jane Girls,
Shuggie Otis,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bang On A Can,
Smog,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.