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 Tunisia and from Woodstock.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 David Bowie 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 Con Funk Shun 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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Man Parrish,
Maleditus Sound,
Jawbox,
Kerri Chandler,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Urselle,
Circle Jerks,
The United States of America,
The Associates,
EPMD,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Fall,
Stetsasonic,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dual Sessions,
PIL,
The Fuzztones,
Rites of Spring,
Shoche,
Peter & Gordon,
Interpol,
Agitation Free,
Fugazi,
David Bowie,
Bang On A Can,
Cymande,
The Dirtbombs,
cv313,
Fad Gadget,
Franke,
Skaos,
CMW,
Dennis Brown,
Hoover,
Saccharine Trust,
The Star Department,
Davy DMX,
MC5,
Slick Rick,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gang Gang Dance,
Roxette,
Talk Talk,
Iggy Pop,
the Soft Cell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Severed Heads,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Mummies,
Joensuu 1685,
Scan 7,
Girls At Our Best!,
Funkadelic,
Skriet,
Tomorrow,
Goldenarms,
Loose Ends,
Ultimate Spinach,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.