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 Austria and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Young Rascals to the electroclash 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 the Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Masters at Work,
Susan Cadogan,
Reagan Youth,
the Association,
Henry Cow,
The United States of America,
Aswad,
Index,
Siglo XX,
The Human League,
Agitation Free,
Jeff Lynne,
Mantronix,
David Axelrod,
Sandy B,
Smog,
Chrome,
Quando Quango,
Grauzone,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Moss Icon,
Nation of Ulysses,
Niagra,
Kerrie Biddell,
Robert Hood,
10cc,
Marine Girls,
Alice Coltrane,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Mojo Men,
Scratch Acid,
The Golliwogs,
Kenny Larkin,
Lee Hazlewood,
Organ,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Monolake,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Techniques,
Camouflage,
The Motions,
The Black Dice,
Ronnie Foster,
Scientists,
The Doors,
The Music Machine,
Suburban Knight,
the Swans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Cowsills,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scion,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Normal,
Radio Birdman,
Drive Like Jehu,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.