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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 guitar 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the rock 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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood 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 harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Lalann,
Bush Tetras,
Shoche,
Sound Behaviour,
Sister Nancy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Danielle Patucci,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jeff Lynne,
Desert Stars,
MDC,
Subhumans,
Camberwell Now,
Suicide,
Skriet,
The Detroit Cobras,
Erykah Badu,
The Angels of Light,
Ossler,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
10cc,
The Skatalites,
Groovy Waters,
Oblivians,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ten City,
B.T. Express,
Q65,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
A Certain Ratio,
Clear Light,
Lee Hazlewood,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Hot Snakes,
Duran Duran,
Judy Mowatt,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Victims,
Siglo XX,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jeff Mills,
Pet Shop Boys,
Charles Mingus,
Barbara Tucker,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jacob Miller,
Unrelated Segments,
The Cramps,
Lightning Bolt,
MC5,
Main Source,
Section 25,
Saccharine Trust,
Tom Boy,
The Saints,
The Vogues,
Sex Pistols,
Derrick Morgan,
the Slits,
Deepchord,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.