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 Andorra and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Spoonie Gee to the techno 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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sonny Sharrock,
One Last Wish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mary Jane Girls,
F. McDonald,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Young Rascals,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gong,
cv313,
The Selecter,
Supertramp,
Pole,
Pylon,
Cluster,
Arthur Verocai,
Lightning Bolt,
Skarface,
Heaven 17,
Talk Talk,
Echospace,
Animal Collective,
Crooked Eye,
Gichy Dan,
Robert Wyatt,
Al Stewart,
Swell Maps,
Brothers Johnson,
DJ Sneak,
Eli Mardock,
Lalann,
Agent Orange,
Theoretical Girls,
Marc Almond,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wolf Eyes,
Joy Division,
Moby Grape,
Gabor Szabo,
Crispian St. Peters,
X-101,
Derrick Morgan,
Leonard Cohen,
Youth Brigade,
Ultravox,
Los Fastidios,
Tim Buckley,
Patti Smith,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Crash Course in Science,
Connie Case,
Babytalk,
Accadde A,
Tears for Fears,
Excepter,
The Birthday Party,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Simply Red,
The Beau Brummels,
Slave,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.