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 Luxembourg and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the theremin 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the electroclash 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Warren Ellis,
Simply Red,
Audionom,
Depeche Mode,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soft Machine,
Boz Scaggs,
Arab on Radar,
Monks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
John Cale,
Joey Negro,
The Sound,
June of 44,
The Human League,
Eddi Front,
Sixth Finger,
The Misunderstood,
Agitation Free,
FM Einheit,
The Walker Brothers,
X-102,
The Durutti Column,
Blancmange,
The Names,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
U.S. Maple,
Darondo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Slits,
The Blackbyrds,
Flipper,
Adolescents,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Clear Light,
Mandrill,
Brand Nubian,
Fat Boys,
Make Up,
R.M.O.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Blake Baxter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pole,
The Vogues,
The Zeros,
The Index,
Junior Murvin,
Lalo Schifrin,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Chris & Cosey,
Brass Construction,
Roxette,
Aaron Thompson,
Stiv Bators,
Rufus Thomas,
The Mojo Men,
Technova,
Davy DMX,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.