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 Palau and from Cairo.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The United States of America to the jazz 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mo-Dettes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
MC5,
Bob Dylan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Laurel Aitken,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Moebius,
Youth Brigade,
Juan Atkins,
Johnny Clarke,
The New Christs,
Pulsallama,
Eric Copeland,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cybotron,
Henry Cow,
Gichy Dan,
Joensuu 1685,
The Blues Magoos,
Circle Jerks,
Audionom,
Matthew Bourne,
Absolute Body Control,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Golliwogs,
The Standells,
Be Bop Deluxe,
David Axelrod,
Cymande,
Barrington Levy,
Desert Stars,
Khruangbin,
Adolescents,
Liliput,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Model 500,
Essential Logic,
Aloha Tigers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Pus,
The Pop Group,
Sarah Menescal,
Judy Mowatt,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Unrelated Segments,
Davy DMX,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alison Limerick,
KRS-One,
Brand Nubian,
Scan 7,
The Cowsills,
Minny Pops,
One Last Wish,
Monks,
The Real Kids,
Drexciya,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.