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 Korea North and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Stockholm.
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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the rap 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Bobby Sherman,
The Trojans,
Main Source,
Barrington Levy,
Hardrive,
Cybotron,
DJ Style,
Index,
The Moody Blues,
Max Romeo,
Japan,
Masters at Work,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Coltrane,
Smog,
Johnny Osbourne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mars,
Peter & Gordon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sound Behaviour,
The Leaves,
The New Christs,
Davy DMX,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eden Ahbez,
Kenny Larkin,
Excepter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Popol Vuh,
Youth Brigade,
Q and Not U,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Basic Channel,
Colin Newman,
Brand Nubian,
Eric Copeland,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Barbara Tucker,
Chrome,
T. Rex,
Rod Modell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
In Retrospect,
Underground Resistance,
Dave Gahan,
the Sonics,
Darondo,
Organ,
Charles Mingus,
Alton Ellis,
The Velvet Underground,
Yaz,
Bauhaus,
Sixth Finger,
Crime,
Supertramp,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pantytec,
Susan Cadogan,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.