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 Tuvalu and from Hong Kong.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Oneida to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sound Behaviour,
John Cale,
Loose Ends,
Joe Smooth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Hashim,
Idris Muhammad,
Stetsasonic,
Albert Ayler,
Silicon Teens,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Kinks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
David McCallum,
Sparks,
Mars,
The Blackbyrds,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Los Fastidios,
Joyce Sims,
The Remains,
Sister Nancy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eli Mardock,
Dark Day,
Lindisfarne,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bob Dylan,
the Germs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
X-Ray Spex,
This Heat,
Godley & Creme,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Altered Images,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Oneida,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eric Copeland,
Scott Walker,
The Grass Roots,
Pussy Galore,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
T.S.O.L.,
Hot Snakes,
Thee Headcoats,
Jandek,
John Foxx,
The Pop Group,
June Days,
Rotary Connection,
The Gories,
Eric B and Rakim,
Man Parrish,
Chrome,
Soft Machine,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.