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 Luxembourg and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin 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 Wasted Youth to the jazz 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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Sarah Menescal,
Bush Tetras,
Gang Starr,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Move,
Dark Day,
Rekid,
Brothers Johnson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Easy Going,
Khruangbin,
X-101,
Thompson Twins,
Spoonie Gee,
Ronan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Fortunes,
Johnny Clarke,
Scratch Acid,
Roger Hodgson,
Swell Maps,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Harry Pussy,
B.T. Express,
Lou Christie,
Circle Jerks,
Janne Schatter,
Oblivians,
Wings,
Guru Guru,
Deadbeat,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cameo,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Television,
Soft Machine,
Lucky Dragons,
Hot Snakes,
Monolake,
Sound Behaviour,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
ABBA,
Thee Headcoats,
Niagra,
Bobby Womack,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fear,
Derrick May,
David McCallum,
Bluetip,
Outsiders,
Moebius,
AZ,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Public Enemy,
Jawbox,
The Buckinghams,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.