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 Glasgow.
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 Beijing and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bauhaus to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
JFA,
Marine Girls,
Babytalk,
Nik Kershaw,
Amon Düül II,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Todd Terry,
Bang On A Can,
Roxy Music,
Zero Boys,
Tropical Tobacco,
Glenn Branca,
Unrelated Segments,
Quando Quango,
Grauzone,
The Kinks,
Boz Scaggs,
Reagan Youth,
Shuggie Otis,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Slits,
Delta 5,
Chris Corsano,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Divine Comedy,
New Order,
Sparks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Quadrant,
Freddie Wadling,
Model 500,
Country Teasers,
UT,
The Golliwogs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fela Kuti,
The Raincoats,
CMW,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Josef K,
The Standells,
Fugazi,
The Human League,
Arcadia,
Alison Limerick,
Jeru the Damaja,
Royal Trux,
John Lydon,
The Dirtbombs,
The Toasters,
Pylon,
Crispy Ambulance,
Boredoms,
Khruangbin,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.