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 Estonia and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 chamberlin 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 Techniques to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fat Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Terry Callier,
Archie Shepp,
Kas Product,
The Sonics,
The Invisible,
Todd Rundgren,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Evens,
EPMD,
Freddie Wadling,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Michelle Simonal,
Scientists,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lindisfarne,
Television Personalities,
Wally Richardson,
Joensuu 1685,
Amon Düül II,
Mandrill,
T. Rex,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jandek,
A Certain Ratio,
Gang of Four,
Das Ding,
Derrick Morgan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
H. Thieme,
Bush Tetras,
Althea and Donna,
Colin Newman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Steve Hackett,
June Days,
ABC,
Tears for Fears,
The Motions,
Harmonia,
Crooked Eye,
KRS-One,
Massinfluence,
Wolf Eyes,
CMW,
Minor Threat,
Index,
the Germs,
Japan,
Ludus,
Minny Pops,
Alison Limerick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Dirtbombs,
The Fire Engines,
Flash Fearless,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.