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 Nigeria and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lalo Schifrin to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Yazoo,
Danielle Patucci,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Young Marble Giants,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bauhaus,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Divine Comedy,
48th St. Collective,
Lyres,
Kevin Saunderson,
Khruangbin,
Patti Smith,
Au Pairs,
Henry Cow,
Supertramp,
Wasted Youth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Porter Ricks,
Angry Samoans,
the Human League,
Funkadelic,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mantronix,
John Coltrane,
DJ Sneak,
Max Romeo,
Gil Scott Heron,
Grey Daturas,
The Slits,
Todd Terry,
Ken Boothe,
The Birthday Party,
Brass Construction,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Negative Approach,
Second Layer,
Arab on Radar,
The Seeds,
Pagans,
Grauzone,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fatback Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Donald Byrd,
The Index,
Scientists,
Dual Sessions,
Janne Schatter,
Deepchord,
Popol Vuh,
Sällskapet,
Tubeway Army,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Move,
Echospace,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bootsy Collins,
Kaleidoscope,
Roger Hodgson,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.