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 Djibouti and from Tehran.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
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 Joe Smooth to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Moebius,
The Monks,
The Skatalites,
Wally Richardson,
Joe Smooth,
Japan,
Easy Going,
Darondo,
Tomorrow,
Massinfluence,
Charles Mingus,
The Music Machine,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rakim,
Gregory Isaacs,
Zero Boys,
The Velvet Underground,
Average White Band,
Black Flag,
Judy Mowatt,
ABBA,
Negative Approach,
The Blackbyrds,
Liliput,
UT,
The Seeds,
Eden Ahbez,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tim Buckley,
Matthew Halsall,
Sonny Sharrock,
Deadbeat,
Symarip,
Angry Samoans,
Crispian St. Peters,
Patti Smith,
Scrapy,
Oblivians,
48th St. Collective,
Depeche Mode,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Parry Music,
Youth Brigade,
Crash Course in Science,
Lyres,
Alison Limerick,
MDC,
Joensuu 1685,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fugazi,
It's A Beautiful Day,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Joyce Sims,
Yazoo,
The Kinks,
Bobby Byrd,
Pet Shop Boys,
Unrelated Segments,
Thee Headcoats,
Talk Talk,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.