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 Somalia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 chamberlin 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 Blake Baxter to the punk 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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
The Move,
10cc,
The Gun Club,
John Coltrane,
Television,
Shoche,
Gerry Rafferty,
Mr. Review,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Banda Bassotti,
Marine Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camberwell Now,
Sandy B,
The Victims,
The Smiths,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tubeway Army,
The American Breed,
B.T. Express,
David McCallum,
X-Ray Spex,
Throbbing Gristle,
Nik Kershaw,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Johnny Osbourne,
CMW,
Public Enemy,
Visage,
Mark Hollis,
Ken Boothe,
Bill Near,
Quadrant,
Bobby Byrd,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Alton Ellis,
Fela Kuti,
The Invisible,
Peter & Gordon,
Derrick May,
Aswad,
Davy DMX,
Agitation Free,
Alice Coltrane,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rekid,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Smog,
Dual Sessions,
The Five Americans,
Nico,
Wire,
Scratch Acid,
The Cure,
Q and Not U,
Lower 48,
Boredoms,
One Last Wish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.