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 Ivory Coast and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Lebanon Hanover to the jazz 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Inner City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
The Motions,
The Stooges,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Skaos,
Los Fastidios,
Aaron Thompson,
Joy Division,
Ornette Coleman,
The Last Poets,
The Standells,
The Skatalites,
T.S.O.L.,
Matthew Halsall,
Soft Cell,
DJ Sneak,
K-Klass,
Max Romeo,
Piero Umiliani,
The Offenders,
OOIOO,
Marine Girls,
Laurel Aitken,
Gang Starr,
Erasure,
Drexciya,
Q65,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Peter & Gordon,
Funky Four + One,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Davy DMX,
Robert Görl,
Robert Wyatt,
Eden Ahbez,
Make Up,
Silicon Teens,
Zapp,
China Crisis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jawbox,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Danielle Patucci,
Reagan Youth,
DJ Style,
H. Thieme,
Newcleus,
cv313,
Janne Schatter,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Zero Boys,
Eli Mardock,
the Soft Cell,
Vainqueur,
Porter Ricks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Q and Not U,
Sugar Minott,
Nick Fraelich,
The Remains,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.