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 Venezuela and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mark Hollis to the techno 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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Adolescents,
Flipper,
Von Mondo,
Graham Central Station,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bob Dylan,
Jacob Miller,
Banda Bassotti,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Althea and Donna,
Mantronix,
Minnie Riperton,
Pole,
Outsiders,
The Star Department,
Youth Brigade,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Crooked Eye,
Soft Machine,
The Associates,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Normal,
Thompson Twins,
Matthew Bourne,
E-Dancer,
Massinfluence,
The Techniques,
Nico,
The Happenings,
Max Romeo,
Faraquet,
Ken Boothe,
Index,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Arcadia,
Scratch Acid,
Robert Hood,
Black Sheep,
Pierre Henry,
Kerri Chandler,
The Skatalites,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sparks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sister Nancy,
John Coltrane,
Boz Scaggs,
Basic Channel,
Neu!,
Lucky Dragons,
MC5,
The Misunderstood,
Jesper Dahlback,
Archie Shepp,
Stereo Dub,
Procol Harum,
FM Einheit,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.