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 Romania and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Stereo Dub to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Roxy Music,
48th St. Collective,
Easy Going,
Reuben Wilson,
The Black Dice,
The Index,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lyres,
Brass Construction,
Fat Boys,
MC5,
Bronski Beat,
Steve Hackett,
Cecil Taylor,
Soulsonic Force,
Nik Kershaw,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Golliwogs,
Surgeon,
Loose Ends,
Brick,
Al Stewart,
Livin' Joy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
A Certain Ratio,
The Toasters,
The Flesh Eaters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Roy Ayers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Wasted Youth,
John Coltrane,
Crispy Ambulance,
Anthony Braxton,
Brothers Johnson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Drive Like Jehu,
Howard Jones,
Sonny Sharrock,
Shuggie Otis,
Lucky Dragons,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Cure,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
La Düsseldorf,
The Human League,
Kerrie Biddell,
Circle Jerks,
Blake Baxter,
Severed Heads,
James White and The Blacks,
Cluster,
Don Cherry,
Pole,
Desert Stars,
Symarip,
The Divine Comedy,
Talk Talk,
Barbara Tucker,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.