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 Sierra Leone and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Au Pairs to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gang Starr,
The Star Department,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Au Pairs,
Dennis Brown,
Metal Thangz,
Prince Buster,
Sun City Girls,
Country Teasers,
The Names,
Make Up,
Dual Sessions,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Neil Young,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lou Christie,
Cymande,
The Divine Comedy,
Adolescents,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Babytalk,
Saccharine Trust,
Essential Logic,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Flipper,
Ludus,
The Buckinghams,
The Smoke,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ice-T,
John Foxx,
The Young Rascals,
Pere Ubu,
Kenny Larkin,
Sight & Sound,
Joyce Sims,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Music Machine,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Alice Coltrane,
Pussy Galore,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Public Enemy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marshall Jefferson,
Slick Rick,
The Invisible,
Spoonie Gee,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Section 25,
Ultra Naté,
Matthew Bourne,
Jeff Mills,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fortunes,
Lightning Bolt,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.