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 Montenegro and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ultravox to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Yazoo,
OOIOO,
The Cowsills,
Black Bananas,
Boz Scaggs,
Flash Fearless,
Public Enemy,
H. Thieme,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cal Tjader,
Barbara Tucker,
Colin Newman,
The Move,
Ralphi Rosario,
Zapp,
Sam Rivers,
10cc,
Andrew Hill,
F. McDonald,
Royal Trux,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rekid,
Suicide,
Susan Cadogan,
ABBA,
Jerry's Kids,
A Flock of Seagulls,
In Retrospect,
The Fugs,
Boredoms,
Jacques Brel,
The Cure,
Josef K,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sonics,
Cameo,
The Durutti Column,
The Fire Engines,
Kas Product,
Dennis Brown,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lakeside,
Bauhaus,
Bobby Womack,
The Seeds,
Ten City,
Pole,
Lalo Schifrin,
Hashim,
Sällskapet,
Harmonia,
Los Fastidios,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Detroit Cobras,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
kango's stein massive,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.