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 Poland and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Stooges to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Durutti Column,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kenny Larkin,
Public Image Ltd.,
DNA,
Metal Thangz,
Loose Ends,
Basic Channel,
Supertramp,
the Bar-Kays,
David Bowie,
Sight & Sound,
Rosa Yemen,
The Gun Club,
Los Fastidios,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Average White Band,
Section 25,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thompson Twins,
Tom Boy,
Monks,
Flipper,
MC5,
Prince Buster,
The Music Machine,
Dead Boys,
Alice Coltrane,
K-Klass,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camouflage,
Kayak,
Sister Nancy,
La Düsseldorf,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Saints,
F. McDonald,
The Skatalites,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Young Rascals,
Rakim,
Mr. Review,
Lakeside,
cv313,
LL Cool J,
Kerrie Biddell,
Mark Hollis,
Zapp,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bronski Beat,
The Raincoats,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Litter,
Big Daddy Kane,
Inner City,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Harry Pussy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.