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 Serbia and from Spokane.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 snare 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 Robert Görl to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
The Standells,
Boz Scaggs,
Kevin Saunderson,
Iggy Pop,
Jeru the Damaja,
Steve Hackett,
The Leaves,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tomorrow,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Erasure,
X-102,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eve St. Jones,
Todd Terry,
The Flesh Eaters,
Electric Prunes,
the Slits,
Maurizio,
The Gories,
Goldenarms,
Nico,
Godley & Creme,
Sandy B,
Parry Music,
Angry Samoans,
Whodini,
The Moleskins,
Japan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Absolute Body Control,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crispian St. Peters,
Anakelly,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Five Americans,
Chris Corsano,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eric B and Rakim,
China Crisis,
Simply Red,
Barbara Tucker,
The Neon Judgement,
Gichy Dan,
Jerry's Kids,
Alison Limerick,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Skriet,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kayak,
Gabor Szabo,
The Fall,
Interpol,
Deadbeat,
The Stooges,
Glenn Branca,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bobby Sherman,
Fluxion,
Rekid,
Fela Kuti,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.