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 Slovakia and from Lagos.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gong to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Spandau Ballet,
Charles Mingus,
Girls At Our Best!,
Vainqueur,
Hasil Adkins,
The Invisible,
JFA,
Dennis Brown,
Faraquet,
Jandek,
Max Romeo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Donny Hathaway,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Real Kids,
Dual Sessions,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jacques Brel,
The Offenders,
Eddi Front,
10cc,
Gang of Four,
Smog,
Avey Tare,
Angry Samoans,
Kas Product,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Star Department,
Thompson Twins,
Fat Boys,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rites of Spring,
Das Ding,
New Order,
Newcleus,
This Heat,
The Misunderstood,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Leaves,
Barrington Levy,
Barry Ungar,
Saccharine Trust,
The Motions,
The Saints,
The Divine Comedy,
Half Japanese,
Junior Murvin,
Ten City,
John Foxx,
The Walker Brothers,
cv313,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Animal Collective,
Ohio Players,
The Index,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Chris & Cosey,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Searchers,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.