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 Russia and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pussy Galore,
Jacob Miller,
The Invisible,
E-Dancer,
Tommy Roe,
The Stooges,
The Fall,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roxy Music,
Rotary Connection,
The Human League,
Matthew Halsall,
Au Pairs,
Parry Music,
Eurythmics,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
World's Most,
Scion,
Derrick May,
The Birthday Party,
The Gun Club,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kaleidoscope,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Normal,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Intrusion,
Traffic Nightmare,
T.S.O.L.,
The Raincoats,
Average White Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Pere Ubu,
The Blues Magoos,
Big Daddy Kane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Banda Bassotti,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
10cc,
New York Dolls,
Joyce Sims,
kango's stein massive,
Spandau Ballet,
R.M.O.,
Deepchord,
Gregory Isaacs,
Juan Atkins,
Sound Behaviour,
Animal Collective,
The Associates,
Ultra Naté,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ohio Players,
Amon Düül II,
The Count Five,
Theoretical Girls,
Flipper,
The Flesh Eaters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.