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 Bhutan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Soft Cell to the funk 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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Soul II Soul,
Whodini,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Moss Icon,
The Fortunes,
R.M.O.,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pierre Henry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sällskapet,
The Index,
cv313,
Underground Resistance,
LL Cool J,
Boz Scaggs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Boogie Down Productions,
Carl Craig,
Flipper,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Girls At Our Best!,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stetsasonic,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sonic Youth,
Minor Threat,
Wings,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nirvana,
Panda Bear,
Glenn Branca,
Quadrant,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sugar Minott,
Eve St. Jones,
The Shadows of Knight,
H. Thieme,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Flamin' Groovies,
Minutemen,
The Human League,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Cramps,
The Kinks,
Donald Byrd,
Glambeats Corp.,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Bar-Kays,
Scientists,
the Association,
The Invisible,
Howard Jones,
Sister Nancy,
The Motions,
Marcia Griffiths,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
10cc,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.