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 Bangladesh and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Joe Smooth to the rock 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispian St. Peters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Kool Moe Dee,
Matthew Bourne,
Scrapy,
Ultra Naté,
James White and The Blacks,
Essential Logic,
Lakeside,
The Birthday Party,
Byron Stingily,
Dark Day,
Todd Rundgren,
Motorama,
Goldenarms,
Pere Ubu,
DNA,
Moby Grape,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Standells,
cv313,
Moebius,
Crash Course in Science,
The Angels of Light,
ABBA,
June Days,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Howard Jones,
Guru Guru,
Dual Sessions,
Reagan Youth,
Lou Christie,
Monolake,
Fort Wilson Riot,
June of 44,
John Lydon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Junior Murvin,
Intrusion,
Infiniti,
The Kinks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Derrick Morgan,
Lindisfarne,
Davy DMX,
The Remains,
Iggy Pop,
Robert Hood,
Stiv Bators,
Max Romeo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Grandmaster Flash,
Unwound,
Gong,
Spoonie Gee,
Interpol,
JFA,
Anthony Braxton,
Depeche Mode,
Deadbeat,
Darondo,
Bluetip,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.