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 Paraguay and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro 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 Mission of Burma to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Fall,
Monolake,
Todd Terry,
X-Ray Spex,
Metal Thangz,
Bauhaus,
Bill Wells,
Anakelly,
Accadde A,
The American Breed,
Skarface,
The Victims,
Gong,
Fluxion,
Laurel Aitken,
Grauzone,
Liliput,
Boz Scaggs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bush Tetras,
Aloha Tigers,
Newcleus,
Dorothy Ashby,
New Age Steppers,
Colin Newman,
Slick Rick,
ABBA,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Shoche,
Sound Behaviour,
The Busters,
Sällskapet,
Barry Ungar,
Thompson Twins,
The Names,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Cure,
The Beau Brummels,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Moebius,
Lightning Bolt,
cv313,
Thee Headcoats,
Jacob Miller,
Negative Approach,
Basic Channel,
Panda Bear,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stockholm Monsters,
Siglo XX,
Delta 5,
Cecil Taylor,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nirvana,
Boredoms,
Sparks,
Alice Coltrane,
Scott Walker,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.