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 Australia and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Urselle to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Alarm Clocks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tomorrow,
Echospace,
Bang On A Can,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fat Boys,
The Divine Comedy,
The Evens,
Eddi Front,
Matthew Halsall,
Heaven 17,
Danielle Patucci,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mr. Review,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Human League,
Swans,
The Monochrome Set,
Dennis Brown,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Unrelated Segments,
The Barracudas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joensuu 1685,
June Days,
Von Mondo,
David McCallum,
Porter Ricks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Todd Terry,
Flipper,
Alton Ellis,
Derrick May,
The Zeros,
Deakin,
Piero Umiliani,
Stockholm Monsters,
Parry Music,
The Mojo Men,
Yellowson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Depeche Mode,
The Names,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Normal,
The Pop Group,
Crispy Ambulance,
ABBA,
Tres Demented,
The Smoke,
Idris Muhammad,
Soft Machine,
The Toasters,
Mad Mike,
Nas,
Sam Rivers,
Organ,
Brass Construction,
Be Bop Deluxe,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.