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 Ghana and from Accra.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Paris.
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 Michael McDonald 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 Tremeloes to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Radiohead,
Kevin Saunderson,
Can,
David McCallum,
Adolescents,
Khruangbin,
Mo-Dettes,
Ohio Players,
The Stooges,
Outsiders,
Radio Birdman,
Sparks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ten City,
Eric Copeland,
Dennis Brown,
DJ Style,
The Busters,
Alphaville,
Infiniti,
Marshall Jefferson,
Patti Smith,
The Five Americans,
Sound Behaviour,
ABBA,
The Walker Brothers,
The Gories,
The Divine Comedy,
Bootsy Collins,
Marc Almond,
OOIOO,
Japan,
The Monks,
Dave Gahan,
The Slits,
Das Ding,
Eurythmics,
Angry Samoans,
U.S. Maple,
Stetsasonic,
Tubeway Army,
Bob Dylan,
Matthew Bourne,
Minor Threat,
Cluster,
Vainqueur,
Arcadia,
Public Enemy,
The Wake,
Guru Guru,
Yazoo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dorothy Ashby,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Barbara Tucker,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Grass Roots,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.