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 Madagascar and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 guitar 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 Main Source to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Arcadia,
Stetsasonic,
The Black Dice,
Marine Girls,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Sonics,
Mission of Burma,
La Düsseldorf,
Scion,
the Slits,
Carl Craig,
Au Pairs,
The Motions,
Curtis Mayfield,
Janne Schatter,
10cc,
The Modern Lovers,
Kerri Chandler,
June Days,
Gichy Dan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Quantec,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marshall Jefferson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Flesh Eaters,
Hasil Adkins,
The Leaves,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Germs,
Wolf Eyes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Henry Cow,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Searchers,
Qualms,
Alton Ellis,
Lower 48,
Darondo,
The Golliwogs,
Aaron Thompson,
Half Japanese,
Big Daddy Kane,
Skriet,
Niagra,
AZ,
Faust,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eden Ahbez,
MC5,
Marvin Gaye,
Black Sheep,
Smog,
Joensuu 1685,
Y Pants,
Black Pus,
Stiv Bators,
Warsaw,
The Music Machine,
DJ Style,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.