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 Antigua and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 marimba 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 Ronan to the rock 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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Saints record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Mary Jane Girls,
Von Mondo,
The Pop Group,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lee Hazlewood,
Monolake,
Los Fastidios,
the Human League,
Organ,
Slick Rick,
Funky Four + One,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Deadbeat,
The Monochrome Set,
Saccharine Trust,
Scientists,
Sun Ra,
CMW,
Skarface,
The Grass Roots,
Urselle,
Black Flag,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Wake,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
E-Dancer,
The Black Dice,
Boogie Down Productions,
Neil Young,
Arab on Radar,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Technova,
The Star Department,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
New Age Steppers,
Dawn Penn,
Gerry Rafferty,
The New Christs,
Godley & Creme,
Underground Resistance,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Icehouse,
Tubeway Army,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Seeds,
Nik Kershaw,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wasted Youth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eric Dolphy,
Donny Hathaway,
Tommy Roe,
Arthur Verocai,
Rhythm & Sound,
Electric Prunes,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Smiths,
The Victims,
Barry Ungar,
Magma,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.