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 Bulgaria and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ludus to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Smiths,
Khruangbin,
Rakim,
Bluetip,
China Crisis,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Move,
Public Enemy,
Lalann,
Ultra Naté,
DJ Style,
Matthew Halsall,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Susan Cadogan,
U.S. Maple,
Eve St. Jones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pantaleimon,
Infiniti,
Quando Quango,
Kas Product,
Grauzone,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Icehouse,
Country Teasers,
OOIOO,
UT,
Charles Mingus,
Siglo XX,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Saccharine Trust,
Liliput,
The Gories,
The Evens,
the Association,
Erasure,
T.S.O.L.,
Stetsasonic,
Boredoms,
Flipper,
The Trojans,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dead Boys,
Mary Jane Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Minor Threat,
Talk Talk,
The Searchers,
Camouflage,
Drive Like Jehu,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Faust,
Rod Modell,
The Fugs,
The Dave Clark Five,
Blossom Toes,
The Slits,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.