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 Belize and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 H. Thieme to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
New Age Steppers,
PIL,
Ronnie Foster,
Bronski Beat,
This Heat,
Sam Rivers,
Easy Going,
Schoolly D,
Cybotron,
The Techniques,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Freddie Wadling,
Newcleus,
Panda Bear,
Magazine,
Nick Fraelich,
Clear Light,
The Leaves,
Al Stewart,
Tommy Roe,
MDC,
The Gladiators,
Television Personalities,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Buckinghams,
Eddi Front,
Junior Murvin,
The Golliwogs,
Siglo XX,
Warsaw,
Supertramp,
Dead Boys,
Gang Green,
Peter & Gordon,
Absolute Body Control,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Judy Mowatt,
KRS-One,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Darondo,
Swell Maps,
The Birthday Party,
Quadrant,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Selecter,
Sound Behaviour,
Organ,
The Motions,
Lou Christie,
Jerry's Kids,
Michelle Simonal,
Flipper,
Half Japanese,
In Retrospect,
Ponytail,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Slits,
Hoover,
DJ Sneak,
The Busters,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.