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 Estonia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ra Arkestra to the rock 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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Laurel Aitken,
Nils Olav,
Joe Smooth,
Bang On A Can,
The Zeros,
Con Funk Shun,
Rapeman,
Ponytail,
Newcleus,
The Fire Engines,
The Music Machine,
Tres Demented,
Can,
Deadbeat,
The Busters,
Bluetip,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Oneida,
Symarip,
Pylon,
Arthur Verocai,
Joey Negro,
Eurythmics,
Roger Hodgson,
Talk Talk,
Jeff Lynne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Spoonie Gee,
Television,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nation of Ulysses,
Unwound,
Model 500,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
A Certain Ratio,
Michelle Simonal,
Bill Wells,
Circle Jerks,
Warsaw,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sugar Minott,
Peter & Gordon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Interpol,
Isaac Hayes,
Marmalade,
Cecil Taylor,
the Soft Cell,
Ituana,
Funkadelic,
New Age Steppers,
T.S.O.L.,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ossler,
Charles Mingus,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.