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 Trinidad & Tobago 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 guitar 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 The Fall to the funk 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Eli Mardock,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Stooges,
The Associates,
Pere Ubu,
Jimmy McGriff,
Black Bananas,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Donald Byrd,
Deepchord,
Don Cherry,
Mo-Dettes,
Gichy Dan,
Todd Terry,
Cameo,
The Selecter,
Faust,
Brand Nubian,
Man Parrish,
Youth Brigade,
the Human League,
Harmonia,
Wings,
The Gun Club,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Litter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Byrd,
Rotary Connection,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Hoover,
the Bar-Kays,
Jerry's Kids,
Theoretical Girls,
The Modern Lovers,
kango's stein massive,
Newcleus,
Cecil Taylor,
Nico,
Marcia Griffiths,
Television,
Chris Corsano,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Goldenarms,
Davy DMX,
The Blackbyrds,
Matthew Bourne,
James White and The Blacks,
Livin' Joy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fad Gadget,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ralphi Rosario,
Trumans Water,
Infiniti,
Babytalk,
The Gladiators,
The Black Dice,
Camberwell Now,
Joensuu 1685,
Aural Exciters,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.