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 Liechtenstein and from New York.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 mellotron 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 Yazoo to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Model 500,
The Busters,
Lyres,
Lalo Schifrin,
Oneida,
Avey Tare,
Von Mondo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Black Pus,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ronan,
Das Ding,
Metal Thangz,
Chrome,
The Offenders,
Lower 48,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warren Ellis,
Kaleidoscope,
June Days,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Yazoo,
Toni Rubio,
The Star Department,
the Bar-Kays,
The Evens,
Niagra,
Flipper,
Essential Logic,
Derrick Morgan,
Inner City,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kenny Larkin,
Silicon Teens,
L. Decosne,
Joe Smooth,
David Axelrod,
Qualms,
The Black Dice,
Soul Sonic Force,
Donald Byrd,
Moby Grape,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
John Lydon,
Lucky Dragons,
Graham Central Station,
Slick Rick,
Bobby Byrd,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Monks,
Parry Music,
Desert Stars,
Deepchord,
Marvin Gaye,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Brothers Johnson,
Barry Ungar,
Newcleus,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.