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 Swaziland and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Marine Girls to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Junior Murvin,
Stiv Bators,
Fluxion,
The J.B.'s,
Wally Richardson,
The Golliwogs,
Man Parrish,
Rod Modell,
Nick Fraelich,
Funkadelic,
The New Christs,
Sam Rivers,
Youth Brigade,
The Names,
kango's stein massive,
Wire,
Basic Channel,
Tomorrow,
Robert Hood,
Faust,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
New Age Steppers,
Japan,
Young Marble Giants,
Mad Mike,
Harmonia,
Jacques Brel,
Black Flag,
Dennis Brown,
Loose Ends,
T.S.O.L.,
DJ Sneak,
The Searchers,
Sun Ra,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Dead C,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Radiopuhelimet,
Malaria!,
Marine Girls,
Bad Manners,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Oneida,
Marc Almond,
Delta 5,
X-102,
Boogie Down Productions,
New York Dolls,
The Index,
Black Sheep,
The Sound,
Qualms,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Remains,
The Misunderstood,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Walker Brothers,
Quadrant,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.