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 Denmark and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 sitar 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 June of 44 to the rock 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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Skarface,
Saccharine Trust,
Ten City,
Wally Richardson,
The Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Iggy Pop,
The Dirtbombs,
Con Funk Shun,
Barry Ungar,
The Fortunes,
Electric Prunes,
Moby Grape,
Man Parrish,
Gil Scott Heron,
Popol Vuh,
Chris & Cosey,
Ohio Players,
Gang Green,
Franke,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rakim,
Wire,
Marc Almond,
The Monochrome Set,
The Gap Band,
Panda Bear,
Lightning Bolt,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
cv313,
Alison Limerick,
Porter Ricks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
E-Dancer,
Tears for Fears,
DJ Sneak,
The Trojans,
The Leaves,
The Gun Club,
Liliput,
Sly & The Family Stone,
X-102,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joey Negro,
Bobby Womack,
Nation of Ulysses,
Intrusion,
Outsiders,
Smog,
Kaleidoscope,
The Human League,
Underground Resistance,
Sonny Sharrock,
Angry Samoans,
the Association,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Slave,
Symarip,
Chris Corsano,
Boz Scaggs,
Joe Smooth,
Robert Hood,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.