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 Somalia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Sao Paulo.
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 güiro 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 Outsiders to the grunge 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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
The Skatalites,
Massinfluence,
Radiohead,
Marine Girls,
China Crisis,
The Searchers,
Deepchord,
The Five Americans,
Joyce Sims,
Gang Green,
Boogie Down Productions,
Erasure,
Freddie Wadling,
Negative Approach,
the Soft Cell,
Bluetip,
L. Decosne,
X-101,
Subhumans,
Eli Mardock,
the Germs,
Gang Starr,
Bob Dylan,
Fluxion,
Harry Pussy,
The Invisible,
Q and Not U,
FM Einheit,
Spandau Ballet,
The Tremeloes,
Heaven 17,
The Star Department,
Easy Going,
The Index,
Ohio Players,
Gang Gang Dance,
Matthew Bourne,
Excepter,
Pet Shop Boys,
Aswad,
Spoonie Gee,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sugar Minott,
Suburban Knight,
The Blackbyrds,
Nirvana,
Lou Reed,
Jacques Brel,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Television,
DNA,
Iggy Pop,
Cal Tjader,
Dual Sessions,
James White and The Blacks,
Fela Kuti,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.