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 Oman and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Mumbai and Manila.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Patti Smith to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Althea and Donna,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Judy Mowatt,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Glambeats Corp.,
John Holt,
Underground Resistance,
The Associates,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lakeside,
Thee Headcoats,
Moby Grape,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Pretty Things,
Jacob Miller,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
CMW,
Con Funk Shun,
Technova,
Lou Christie,
R.M.O.,
Rotary Connection,
Bobby Sherman,
Bill Wells,
Cymande,
The Gladiators,
Joe Smooth,
The Red Krayola,
Icehouse,
Pulsallama,
Boz Scaggs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Severed Heads,
The Victims,
10cc,
Arcadia,
The Skatalites,
The Blues Magoos,
Suburban Knight,
Ken Boothe,
Subhumans,
Minnie Riperton,
Depeche Mode,
Heaven 17,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
MDC,
The Modern Lovers,
Isaac Hayes,
Idris Muhammad,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Barry Ungar,
The Black Dice,
Derrick Morgan,
World's Most,
The Residents,
Make Up,
Pantytec,
Roger Hodgson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gastr Del Sol,
Wally Richardson,
Rapeman,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.