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 Taiwan and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 the Bar-Kays to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
The Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Human League,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joyce Sims,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Donny Hathaway,
Saccharine Trust,
Masters at Work,
Minnie Riperton,
kango's stein massive,
Harpers Bizarre,
Monolake,
Jerry's Kids,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Aloha Tigers,
James White and The Blacks,
Scientists,
Intrusion,
La Düsseldorf,
Archie Shepp,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Subhumans,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
DJ Sneak,
Flipper,
Marc Almond,
Letta Mbulu,
Scratch Acid,
Make Up,
The Martian,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Easy Going,
Grey Daturas,
The Modern Lovers,
Terry Callier,
Goldenarms,
Mad Mike,
Toni Rubio,
Smog,
Sun Ra,
Groovy Waters,
The Evens,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Freddie Wadling,
One Last Wish,
Outsiders,
Derrick Morgan,
U.S. Maple,
Byron Stingily,
Kayak,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Zero Boys,
Kaleidoscope,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Swell Maps,
The Blues Magoos,
LL Cool J,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.