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 Zimbabwe and from New York.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 the Normal to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Patti Smith,
Guru Guru,
Basic Channel,
Arab on Radar,
Nas,
Cheater Slicks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Anthony Braxton,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fluxion,
The Invisible,
Panda Bear,
Model 500,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fugazi,
Rekid,
The Gun Club,
The Cramps,
Zapp,
Brothers Johnson,
Thee Headcoats,
Eddi Front,
the Fania All-Stars,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gang Gang Dance,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Underground Resistance,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Happenings,
Fat Boys,
Junior Murvin,
Yazoo,
The Moody Blues,
The Durutti Column,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Q and Not U,
Dark Day,
L. Decosne,
Radiohead,
the Soft Cell,
Faust,
Blancmange,
Circle Jerks,
Al Stewart,
Newcleus,
The New Christs,
Gong,
Bobby Womack,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bill Near,
Scott Walker,
The Seeds,
The J.B.'s,
Lower 48,
Erykah Badu,
ABBA,
These Immortal Souls,
MDC,
Soulsonic Force,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.