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 Qatar and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Milan.
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 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 Electric Prunes to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
Nick Fraelich,
ABC,
Andrew Hill,
Cybotron,
Tears for Fears,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sound Behaviour,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kerri Chandler,
The Raincoats,
Jeff Mills,
The Associates,
The Victims,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Knickerbockers,
Qualms,
David Bowie,
John Foxx,
Bob Dylan,
Unwound,
Hashim,
Fugazi,
Throbbing Gristle,
Arcadia,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Blackbyrds,
Harmonia,
The Monks,
Barrington Levy,
Thee Headcoats,
cv313,
Marvin Gaye,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Slits,
Cheater Slicks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Whodini,
OOIOO,
The Walker Brothers,
Ornette Coleman,
Oblivians,
Minor Threat,
Chris & Cosey,
The Electric Prunes,
Ohio Players,
PIL,
Michelle Simonal,
Au Pairs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Velvet Underground,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gichy Dan,
Steve Hackett,
Monks,
Lee Hazlewood,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.