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 Togo and from Woodstock.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro 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 Scott Walker to the funk 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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Freddie Wadling,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nik Kershaw,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tom Boy,
Connie Case,
Underground Resistance,
Flamin' Groovies,
Roger Hodgson,
Throbbing Gristle,
Skriet,
Ultravox,
Junior Murvin,
Gabor Szabo,
the Germs,
48th St. Collective,
The Moody Blues,
Stetsasonic,
The Mojo Men,
Arcadia,
Boz Scaggs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Loose Ends,
The Gap Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pagans,
Jawbox,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Knickerbockers,
Massinfluence,
Black Bananas,
Faust,
Alton Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
John Lydon,
Faraquet,
Roxy Music,
Yellowson,
Oneida,
Ludus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Smog,
Delta 5,
Rakim,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
B.T. Express,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ten City,
Ken Boothe,
Josef K,
the Human League,
Sister Nancy,
Flipper,
Sonic Youth,
R.M.O.,
The Victims,
Danielle Patucci,
Royal Trux,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.