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 Switzerland and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Agent Orange to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
The Fortunes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cheater Slicks,
Brass Construction,
Amazonics,
Grandmaster Flash,
Henry Cow,
Eden Ahbez,
John Coltrane,
Gang Starr,
Joy Division,
Robert Görl,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
China Crisis,
UT,
FM Einheit,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kurtis Blow,
Massinfluence,
Carl Craig,
Marc Almond,
Von Mondo,
Glenn Branca,
Skriet,
Gang Green,
Scion,
Wire,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Skaos,
Roger Hodgson,
Suicide,
Nils Olav,
The Kinks,
Masters at Work,
Nas,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Motions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Patti Smith,
Al Stewart,
ABC,
The Count Five,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Iggy Pop,
Infiniti,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Isaac Hayes,
Slick Rick,
The Electric Prunes,
Fela Kuti,
Can,
The Gap Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Anakelly,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Josef K,
Fatback Band,
Erasure,
Depeche Mode,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.