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 Indonesia and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia 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 theremin 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 Porter Ricks to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Buzzcocks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Average White Band,
The Smiths,
Panda Bear,
The Kinks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bizarre Inc.,
Susan Cadogan,
The Smoke,
LL Cool J,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Prince Buster,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Beau Brummels,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Germs,
Bobby Sherman,
Depeche Mode,
Curtis Mayfield,
Roy Ayers,
Rapeman,
Pole,
The Selecter,
Swans,
Jawbox,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Hasil Adkins,
John Holt,
L. Decosne,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Organ,
Funkadelic,
Radio Birdman,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gang Green,
Cal Tjader,
Dark Day,
The Saints,
One Last Wish,
Kerri Chandler,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ronan,
Colin Newman,
Masters at Work,
B.T. Express,
In Retrospect,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Throbbing Gristle,
Al Stewart,
Das Ding,
Shoche,
Marshall Jefferson,
Clear Light,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.