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 Papua New Guinea and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Fania All-Stars to the electroclash 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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tres Demented record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Junior Murvin,
Charles Mingus,
Big Daddy Kane,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gong,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rotary Connection,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Sonics,
Rites of Spring,
Rekid,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Human League,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marine Girls,
Glambeats Corp.,
Man Eating Sloth,
Todd Terry,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sister Nancy,
cv313,
Robert Wyatt,
H. Thieme,
Wire,
Minnie Riperton,
Excepter,
Smog,
Joey Negro,
Flash Fearless,
Robert Görl,
The Grass Roots,
Minor Threat,
KRS-One,
Angry Samoans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Nik Kershaw,
Youth Brigade,
Vladislav Delay,
The Stooges,
Ossler,
Magma,
Henry Cow,
Maleditus Sound,
Dead Boys,
Althea and Donna,
The Trojans,
The Index,
Bobby Womack,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Josef K,
Electric Prunes,
World's Most,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Iggy Pop,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Monochrome Set,
Pulsallama,
Kaleidoscope,
Sugar Minott,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.