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 Iraq and from Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci 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?
Eric Copeland,
Ken Boothe,
Von Mondo,
Gabor Szabo,
Vainqueur,
Hardrive,
The Cramps,
Young Marble Giants,
The Raincoats,
Soul II Soul,
Scratch Acid,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brass Construction,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nik Kershaw,
Radiopuhelimet,
Panda Bear,
Man Parrish,
Visage,
The Fortunes,
Second Layer,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gong,
Boz Scaggs,
Johnny Clarke,
Newcleus,
The Gories,
The Motions,
Aswad,
The Dave Clark Five,
Derrick Morgan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Colin Newman,
Sex Pistols,
Crispy Ambulance,
X-Ray Spex,
David McCallum,
Loose Ends,
Harpers Bizarre,
Harry Pussy,
Kas Product,
The Dead C,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Half Japanese,
June Days,
Slick Rick,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joy Division,
Desert Stars,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Robert Görl,
Big Daddy Kane,
cv313,
The Cowsills,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Reuben Wilson,
ABC,
Monks,
Bush Tetras,
Funky Four + One,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.