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 Maldives and from Jakarta.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bronski Beat to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Tears for Fears,
Joensuu 1685,
Reagan Youth,
The Litter,
Los Fastidios,
Cal Tjader,
Mr. Review,
Stetsasonic,
Negative Approach,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aswad,
Duran Duran,
Supertramp,
Beasts of Bourbon,
a-ha,
Flash Fearless,
Maleditus Sound,
Royal Trux,
L. Decosne,
Iggy Pop,
Fela Kuti,
Half Japanese,
Connie Case,
Ultra Naté,
Crispian St. Peters,
Echospace,
Gichy Dan,
Minny Pops,
The United States of America,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ice-T,
Fatback Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Spandau Ballet,
The Index,
The Count Five,
Ponytail,
The Velvet Underground,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
8 Eyed Spy,
The Sound,
The Stooges,
The Birthday Party,
Pere Ubu,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Radiopuhelimet,
Skaos,
Joyce Sims,
Hashim,
Soul II Soul,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Walker Brothers,
The Pretty Things,
Eve St. Jones,
Goldenarms,
The Smoke,
June Days,
Letta Mbulu,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Minor Threat,
Tomorrow,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.