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 Iraq and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Matthew Halsall,
The Toasters,
Black Pus,
UT,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Human League,
The Beau Brummels,
Ituana,
The Fortunes,
Colin Newman,
David Axelrod,
ABBA,
The Standells,
Roxette,
Sister Nancy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sam Rivers,
Electric Prunes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Soul Sonic Force,
Panda Bear,
MDC,
Masters at Work,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Liliput,
Deadbeat,
Fat Boys,
Camberwell Now,
The Vogues,
the Bar-Kays,
Fluxion,
Delta 5,
Amon Düül,
the Germs,
Sonic Youth,
Maurizio,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
CMW,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Cowsills,
AZ,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rod Modell,
Oblivians,
Gil Scott Heron,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Fugs,
Aural Exciters,
Jawbox,
Faust,
The Divine Comedy,
T. Rex,
The Busters,
Essential Logic,
Tommy Roe,
Bill Wells,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.