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 Colombia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Michael McDonald 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 Dark Day to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Pere Ubu,
The Raincoats,
Juan Atkins,
Jandek,
Mantronix,
Kaleidoscope,
La Düsseldorf,
CMW,
Soft Cell,
The Shadows of Knight,
Unrelated Segments,
Robert Görl,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
AZ,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ossler,
Morten Harket,
Erasure,
Mars,
Barbara Tucker,
DJ Style,
Oblivians,
The Moleskins,
Nirvana,
Barrington Levy,
Cecil Taylor,
Joe Smooth,
Deepchord,
Second Layer,
Can,
Ornette Coleman,
Gong,
Ituana,
Rotary Connection,
Angry Samoans,
Stereo Dub,
Brothers Johnson,
Massinfluence,
John Foxx,
The Saints,
Minutemen,
The Happenings,
Simply Red,
Rapeman,
Bluetip,
Niagra,
The Velvet Underground,
Radiohead,
Michelle Simonal,
ABBA,
Ultra Naté,
Pole,
Mandrill,
Hashim,
Youth Brigade,
Average White Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Throbbing Gristle,
Nils Olav,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ponytail,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.