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 Algeria and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Aaron Thompson to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Five Americans,
Half Japanese,
Soulsonic Force,
Slave,
Joensuu 1685,
E-Dancer,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pantytec,
Sällskapet,
Brass Construction,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nick Fraelich,
Tommy Roe,
Eurythmics,
Terrestrial Tones,
Magma,
Quantec,
Michelle Simonal,
Motorama,
Make Up,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Knickerbockers,
Maleditus Sound,
Letta Mbulu,
the Bar-Kays,
Skaos,
The Cure,
The Busters,
The Modern Lovers,
Donald Byrd,
Dave Gahan,
Con Funk Shun,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Leonard Cohen,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Barrington Levy,
Model 500,
Dual Sessions,
Skarface,
CMW,
Technova,
The Slits,
The Vogues,
The Buckinghams,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Moss Icon,
Theoretical Girls,
Porter Ricks,
Gang Green,
Patti Smith,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Blackbyrds,
Intrusion,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cabaret Voltaire,
MDC,
OOIOO,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.