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 Lebanon and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Monochrome Set to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mo-Dettes,
Ponytail,
Crispy Ambulance,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Crispian St. Peters,
Derrick Morgan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Goldenarms,
The J.B.'s,
The Gap Band,
The Sonics,
James White and The Blacks,
Arthur Verocai,
Flash Fearless,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
David Axelrod,
ABC,
Suburban Knight,
Quando Quango,
Marine Girls,
Scratch Acid,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Grey Daturas,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dead Boys,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Durutti Column,
Harmonia,
Camberwell Now,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
KRS-One,
Index,
The Sound,
Boredoms,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marcia Griffiths,
Tubeway Army,
Avey Tare,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Moody Blues,
Funkadelic,
B.T. Express,
Echospace,
The Slits,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Reagan Youth,
Clear Light,
La Düsseldorf,
Hashim,
Iggy Pop,
Don Cherry,
Mark Hollis,
The Toasters,
Simply Red,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Zero Boys,
Ralphi Rosario,
Wire,
Eric Copeland,
Blancmange,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.