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 Italy and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Dual Sessions to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
New Order,
This Heat,
Kurtis Blow,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rekid,
Isaac Hayes,
Arab on Radar,
Joe Smooth,
Cal Tjader,
Marmalade,
The Slits,
June Days,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rapeman,
Grauzone,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Arcadia,
The Searchers,
Gabor Szabo,
Magazine,
Suicide,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Bar-Kays,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kenny Larkin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Radiopuhelimet,
R.M.O.,
Sister Nancy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Yazoo,
Sarah Menescal,
Tommy Roe,
Scrapy,
Blossom Toes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Agent Orange,
Ornette Coleman,
Alison Limerick,
Janne Schatter,
The Stooges,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hardrive,
The Fugs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
John Holt,
Barrington Levy,
Oneida,
Technova,
U.S. Maple,
Rufus Thomas,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
cv313,
Circle Jerks,
Soulsonic Force,
Kerrie Biddell,
Moss Icon,
Althea and Donna,
The Real Kids,
Inner City,
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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.