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 Indonesia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Thompson Twins 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Harpers Bizarre,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Stooges,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Toni Rubio,
K-Klass,
The Gap Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Harmonia,
Tim Buckley,
Alton Ellis,
Steve Hackett,
Ice-T,
PIL,
Joe Finger,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Slackers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Funkadelic,
Bang On A Can,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bad Manners,
Henry Cow,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Gabor Szabo,
Thee Headcoats,
Sun City Girls,
Scratch Acid,
Tres Demented,
Kevin Saunderson,
E-Dancer,
Kenny Larkin,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Selecter,
Neu!,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Doobie Brothers,
Khruangbin,
Siglo XX,
Junior Murvin,
MC5,
X-102,
the Association,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Blossom Toes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pere Ubu,
Buzzcocks,
Skarface,
Marcia Griffiths,
CMW,
Aloha Tigers,
The Wake,
The Cramps,
Rapeman,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.