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 Equatorial Guinea and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Adolescents to the electroclash 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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Eric Dolphy,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Moleskins,
Spandau Ballet,
June of 44,
Roxy Music,
The Angels of Light,
Sun Ra,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Audionom,
Gastr Del Sol,
Main Source,
Robert Wyatt,
Gang Gang Dance,
Juan Atkins,
The Fire Engines,
Jawbox,
One Last Wish,
Bob Dylan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Parry Music,
Barry Ungar,
The Trojans,
Rod Modell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alice Coltrane,
This Heat,
Ludus,
Minor Threat,
Niagra,
Bobby Sherman,
Essential Logic,
Procol Harum,
Soft Cell,
UT,
Los Fastidios,
Barrington Levy,
Sugar Minott,
Jesper Dahlback,
Shuggie Otis,
Howard Jones,
Peter & Gordon,
Skarface,
Drexciya,
Dead Boys,
The Monochrome Set,
Byron Stingily,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Walker Brothers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Robert Görl,
The Human League,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jeru the Damaja,
Alphaville,
Aural Exciters,
Tomorrow,
Yellowson,
Black Bananas,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.