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 Barbados and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 The Fall to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
The Tremeloes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Banda Bassotti,
China Crisis,
Maleditus Sound,
Deepchord,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Todd Terry,
The Velvet Underground,
Cecil Taylor,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sight & Sound,
Blossom Toes,
D'Angelo,
The Pretty Things,
Aloha Tigers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Oblivians,
Gil Scott Heron,
Minnie Riperton,
Jacob Miller,
Pulsallama,
JFA,
The Flesh Eaters,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Dirtbombs,
Peter and Kerry,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Scrapy,
Ludus,
Bootsy Collins,
Subhumans,
DNA,
Mark Hollis,
Fatback Band,
The Fall,
Dennis Brown,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fluxion,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eve St. Jones,
Visage,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Alison Limerick,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Offenders,
James White and The Blacks,
The Moody Blues,
Ultimate Spinach,
X-101,
Bad Manners,
Los Fastidios,
Section 25,
Simply Red,
Amon Düül II,
Livin' Joy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.