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 St Lucia 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 Hong Kong and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Make Up to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas 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?
Audionom,
Harmonia,
The American Breed,
The Star Department,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Loose Ends,
Ultravox,
Howard Jones,
the Swans,
Kaleidoscope,
Con Funk Shun,
Terrestrial Tones,
Interpol,
kango's stein massive,
Sandy B,
Bobby Sherman,
Sugar Minott,
Erykah Badu,
The Walker Brothers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Quantec,
Excepter,
One Last Wish,
Ice-T,
Ken Boothe,
8 Eyed Spy,
Banda Bassotti,
The Doors,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dave Gahan,
Slick Rick,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Soft Cell,
Au Pairs,
Oneida,
Electric Light Orchestra,
John Coltrane,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Mary Jane Girls,
Nick Fraelich,
The Invisible,
Dual Sessions,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Isaac Hayes,
The Durutti Column,
Suburban Knight,
the Slits,
The Move,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Delon & Dalcan,
Agent Orange,
Black Bananas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ossler,
Faust,
MC5,
The Pretty Things,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Alice Coltrane,
Whodini,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.