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 Ethiopia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
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 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 Sun City Girls to the electroclash 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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Pus,
T.S.O.L.,
Arab on Radar,
Janne Schatter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nico,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Roxy Music,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Negative Approach,
Harmonia,
Quantec,
EPMD,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ituana,
Eve St. Jones,
kango's stein massive,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Swell Maps,
E-Dancer,
AZ,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Subhumans,
Kurtis Blow,
Tomorrow,
Traffic Nightmare,
cv313,
The Modern Lovers,
Sonic Youth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
La Düsseldorf,
Matthew Bourne,
Wings,
Flash Fearless,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Swans,
Todd Rundgren,
U.S. Maple,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bobby Womack,
The Martian,
Dennis Brown,
World's Most,
The Fall,
X-101,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ludus,
Blancmange,
The Star Department,
Lungfish,
Robert Hood,
Bob Dylan,
The Angels of Light,
Boz Scaggs,
Sonny Sharrock,
Theoretical Girls,
Grauzone,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.