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 Maldives and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Yaz to the crunk 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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
The Skatalites,
The Sonics,
Intrusion,
Steve Hackett,
Easy Going,
Gregory Isaacs,
Reuben Wilson,
Visage,
Roger Hodgson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Slits,
Robert Wyatt,
10cc,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marcia Griffiths,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Graham Central Station,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
In Retrospect,
June of 44,
Crooked Eye,
Sex Pistols,
Bill Wells,
Warsaw,
Von Mondo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hasil Adkins,
Shoche,
Oneida,
Negative Approach,
Erykah Badu,
Agent Orange,
Prince Buster,
The Last Poets,
Delon & Dalcan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pantaleimon,
The Real Kids,
Sound Behaviour,
Moby Grape,
The Blackbyrds,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Dirtbombs,
Rotary Connection,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Count Five,
Alison Limerick,
David McCallum,
Malaria!,
The Cowsills,
This Heat,
Absolute Body Control,
Y Pants,
Moss Icon,
The Selecter,
The Remains,
The Evens,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.