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 Rwanda and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Ohio Players to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Reuben Wilson,
Ohio Players,
Skaos,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Arab on Radar,
Roxette,
Severed Heads,
Toni Rubio,
The Neon Judgement,
X-101,
Interpol,
Warren Ellis,
Joensuu 1685,
Hardrive,
The Misunderstood,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Grey Daturas,
Inner City,
Byron Stingily,
Echospace,
Todd Terry,
Black Moon,
Fat Boys,
Andrew Hill,
Darondo,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sex Pistols,
Altered Images,
Joey Negro,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Beau Brummels,
Minnie Riperton,
Hoover,
Thompson Twins,
Nils Olav,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
A Certain Ratio,
The Dirtbombs,
Suicide,
Nick Fraelich,
Judy Mowatt,
Wasted Youth,
The Fire Engines,
Prince Buster,
Camberwell Now,
The Kinks,
LL Cool J,
Davy DMX,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Remains,
H. Thieme,
Barbara Tucker,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sixth Finger,
Q65,
The Electric Prunes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Althea and Donna,
Black Pus,
The Cowsills,
Arcadia,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.