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 Andorra and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Minutemen to the dance 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare 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 spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Johnny Clarke,
James Chance & The Contortions,
F. McDonald,
Minnie Riperton,
David McCallum,
Judy Mowatt,
the Germs,
Eric Dolphy,
Mr. Review,
China Crisis,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Music Machine,
Wire,
Blake Baxter,
Yazoo,
Marmalade,
The Skatalites,
The Buckinghams,
Ice-T,
Yaz,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Raincoats,
Barry Ungar,
Juan Atkins,
Shoche,
Grauzone,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sexual Harrassment,
Qualms,
Janne Schatter,
The Knickerbockers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Walker Brothers,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Toasters,
Wally Richardson,
Scan 7,
X-Ray Spex,
Duran Duran,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Hoover,
The Young Rascals,
The Fuzztones,
Theoretical Girls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Robert Görl,
Public Image Ltd.,
Average White Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Iggy Pop,
Moby Grape,
Gang Green,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fad Gadget,
Soul II Soul,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.