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 Morocco and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 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 Scratch Acid to the electroclash 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Stereo Dub,
Swell Maps,
Henry Cow,
Ultravox,
Warren Ellis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Duran Duran,
cv313,
Tim Buckley,
Crooked Eye,
The Dead C,
Kenny Larkin,
Saccharine Trust,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Malaria!,
Agitation Free,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
ABC,
Matthew Bourne,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Human League,
Minny Pops,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Steve Hackett,
Quadrant,
Alice Coltrane,
The Names,
Kool Moe Dee,
Khruangbin,
Average White Band,
the Association,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Brand Nubian,
Colin Newman,
Reagan Youth,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marine Girls,
The Associates,
Sparks,
The Move,
Delon & Dalcan,
Make Up,
A Certain Ratio,
Monks,
the Bar-Kays,
MC5,
Pussy Galore,
the Swans,
Sam Rivers,
PIL,
FM Einheit,
Quantec,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Josef K,
Skaos,
Second Layer,
The Misunderstood,
Cheater Slicks,
The Blackbyrds,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.