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 Taiwan and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 organ 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar 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 clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Ten City,
Yellowson,
The Knickerbockers,
Alphaville,
Loose Ends,
The Happenings,
Mary Jane Girls,
Grauzone,
Rites of Spring,
Flash Fearless,
Smog,
Danielle Patucci,
Terry Callier,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Aaron Thompson,
Sam Rivers,
Symarip,
Lindisfarne,
Scientists,
Depeche Mode,
This Heat,
Negative Approach,
Robert Wyatt,
June Days,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Intrusion,
Television,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fad Gadget,
Henry Cow,
Matthew Bourne,
Moebius,
Black Bananas,
Gabor Szabo,
Idris Muhammad,
the Fania All-Stars,
Chris Corsano,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Music Machine,
The Moleskins,
Nils Olav,
Los Fastidios,
Lalo Schifrin,
Faraquet,
Josef K,
Patti Smith,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nation of Ulysses,
Malaria!,
Guru Guru,
Cheater Slicks,
John Holt,
The Gap Band,
Oneida,
The Seeds,
Judy Mowatt,
Chrome,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.