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 New Zealand and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Flag. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
The Litter,
Roy Ayers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Country Teasers,
John Holt,
Alphaville,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Index,
DJ Style,
Dorothy Ashby,
Average White Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Electric Prunes,
Fatback Band,
Girls At Our Best!,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Vogues,
Ronan,
Bronski Beat,
Scion,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tubeway Army,
Lucky Dragons,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Hashim,
Gichy Dan,
Shuggie Otis,
Nik Kershaw,
Television,
Flash Fearless,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Star Department,
Dave Gahan,
Bobby Sherman,
The Wake,
Flipper,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ornette Coleman,
Eric Copeland,
The Moleskins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Cowsills,
Brothers Johnson,
Brand Nubian,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The United States of America,
Carl Craig,
The Offenders,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ice-T,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.