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 Cambodia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Portland and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 oboe 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 The Happenings to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marcia Griffiths,
Junior Murvin,
Flipper,
Lou Christie,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Con Funk Shun,
The Kinks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Walker Brothers,
Lucky Dragons,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Yellowson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bluetip,
The New Christs,
The Raincoats,
The Beau Brummels,
Aaron Thompson,
Alice Coltrane,
One Last Wish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scan 7,
Nik Kershaw,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Agent Orange,
Graham Central Station,
Reagan Youth,
Cal Tjader,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Harry Pussy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marvin Gaye,
Yusef Lateef,
Surgeon,
DNA,
Icehouse,
Aloha Tigers,
Los Fastidios,
Letta Mbulu,
Kerrie Biddell,
Arcadia,
The Techniques,
Faust,
The Moody Blues,
Suicide,
Gastr Del Sol,
Royal Trux,
Erasure,
Jandek,
Ornette Coleman,
Lindisfarne,
Can,
Absolute Body Control,
Monolake,
Mars,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.