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 Qatar and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Lebanon Hanover to the punk 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Ken Boothe,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Monolake,
The Seeds,
Absolute Body Control,
Los Fastidios,
The Monochrome Set,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dawn Penn,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Last Poets,
The United States of America,
Soft Machine,
Icehouse,
The Gladiators,
Terry Callier,
The Knickerbockers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Godley & Creme,
Peter & Gordon,
The Toasters,
Subhumans,
David McCallum,
Marcia Griffiths,
Slick Rick,
OOIOO,
Derrick May,
The Tremeloes,
Chris & Cosey,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pylon,
Jeff Mills,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Happenings,
June Days,
Camouflage,
Whodini,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sandy B,
Todd Terry,
Public Enemy,
Desert Stars,
The Walker Brothers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minny Pops,
Deepchord,
The Skatalites,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Thee Headcoats,
Yusef Lateef,
DJ Sneak,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Hashim,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dark Day,
Matthew Bourne,
E-Dancer,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.