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 Somalia and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe 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 Stereo Dub to the grime 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Soft Cell,
UT,
Piero Umiliani,
Jimmy McGriff,
L. Decosne,
ABBA,
Byron Stingily,
Reuben Wilson,
Marcia Griffiths,
Unwound,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Star Department,
Scrapy,
Suburban Knight,
Leonard Cohen,
Trumans Water,
The Cure,
Joy Division,
Deadbeat,
Sun City Girls,
Supertramp,
Iggy Pop,
Gregory Isaacs,
Agitation Free,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Mojo Men,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fluxion,
The Buckinghams,
Joey Negro,
Derrick Morgan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Gap Band,
Ken Boothe,
Sandy B,
Pole,
Pagans,
Wasted Youth,
Silicon Teens,
Youth Brigade,
Ronnie Foster,
Q and Not U,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gang Starr,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Patti Smith,
Mandrill,
The Fortunes,
Ohio Players,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Vladislav Delay,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aswad,
Al Stewart,
Rufus Thomas,
New York Dolls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tropical Tobacco,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.