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 Guinea-Bissau and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 harpsichord 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the electroclash 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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Crooked Eye,
Spoonie Gee,
Fad Gadget,
Tim Buckley,
Aaron Thompson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nas,
The Gap Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Ken Boothe,
The Last Poets,
The Angels of Light,
Smog,
Erasure,
8 Eyed Spy,
Amon Düül,
the Soft Cell,
Youth Brigade,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cybotron,
Piero Umiliani,
Aswad,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Idris Muhammad,
Pierre Henry,
Grauzone,
Godley & Creme,
David Axelrod,
Cal Tjader,
Peter and Kerry,
Man Parrish,
The Toasters,
Soft Machine,
Visage,
Quando Quango,
Bob Dylan,
Camberwell Now,
Buzzcocks,
Charles Mingus,
Dawn Penn,
48th St. Collective,
Glenn Branca,
MDC,
Sound Behaviour,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Pretty Things,
Lakeside,
Basic Channel,
Procol Harum,
Magazine,
The Knickerbockers,
Spandau Ballet,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dennis Brown,
Howard Jones,
The Skatalites,
Masters at Work,
Popol Vuh,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.