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 Bahamas and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Dave Clark Five to the jazz 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Stetsasonic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jandek,
MC5,
Intrusion,
The Electric Prunes,
The Motions,
Scott Walker,
Barclay James Harvest,
Maleditus Sound,
The Angels of Light,
Youth Brigade,
Dark Day,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Sonics,
Ice-T,
Harmonia,
Public Image Ltd.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Connie Case,
Kenny Larkin,
The Modern Lovers,
Glenn Branca,
Nirvana,
Flash Fearless,
Mission of Burma,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Inner City,
Smog,
Circle Jerks,
Wally Richardson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
David Bowie,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Black Dice,
Country Teasers,
Reuben Wilson,
Man Parrish,
Junior Murvin,
The Vogues,
Gang of Four,
Dave Gahan,
U.S. Maple,
Livin' Joy,
The Cure,
The Fire Engines,
Dennis Brown,
Kerri Chandler,
The Smoke,
Echospace,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Offenders,
Peter & Gordon,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.