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 Argentina and from Bremen.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer 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 Pulsallama to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
The Cowsills,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cheater Slicks,
Amazonics,
Saccharine Trust,
Alison Limerick,
Alphaville,
Suburban Knight,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jacob Miller,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Funkadelic,
Ludus,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ultravox,
Ken Boothe,
John Foxx,
Joy Division,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bootsy Collins,
Piero Umiliani,
U.S. Maple,
Lower 48,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Toni Rubio,
Soulsonic Force,
Bauhaus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
JFA,
Sonic Youth,
The Litter,
Popol Vuh,
Khruangbin,
The Barracudas,
Barbara Tucker,
Jeff Lynne,
Symarip,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Scan 7,
The Slackers,
Television Personalities,
Robert Görl,
Japan,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Victims,
Scion,
In Retrospect,
Malaria!,
the Bar-Kays,
Connie Case,
Lalann,
Public Enemy,
Peter and Kerry,
Minny Pops,
Ronan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
kango's stein massive,
The Moleskins,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.