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 Paraguay and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 ABC to the crunk 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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Porter Ricks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Nico,
Outsiders,
Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blossom Toes,
Pagans,
Symarip,
Fear,
Dual Sessions,
Idris Muhammad,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Techniques,
John Coltrane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Throbbing Gristle,
Glambeats Corp.,
Depeche Mode,
ABC,
Von Mondo,
Mr. Review,
Altered Images,
Todd Rundgren,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wolf Eyes,
the Soft Cell,
Tommy Roe,
X-101,
Gong,
The Blues Magoos,
Wasted Youth,
Faraquet,
Joensuu 1685,
Fluxion,
China Crisis,
Lou Christie,
the Association,
Jesper Dahlback,
MC5,
Sonic Youth,
Television Personalities,
June Days,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Anthony Braxton,
F. McDonald,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Raincoats,
Drexciya,
Sun City Girls,
A Certain Ratio,
Ohio Players,
Skarface,
Matthew Halsall,
Gang Green,
Alphaville,
Jerry's Kids,
Soft Machine,
Traffic Nightmare,
Joe Finger,
Procol Harum,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.