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 Estonia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the jazz 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
The Young Rascals,
The Five Americans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Morten Harket,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Siglo XX,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Roger Hodgson,
Altered Images,
China Crisis,
Rotary Connection,
Matthew Halsall,
Second Layer,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Easy Going,
Stereo Dub,
Boredoms,
Soft Cell,
Ituana,
Model 500,
Bad Manners,
Arcadia,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
D'Angelo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Janne Schatter,
The Count Five,
The Electric Prunes,
Steve Hackett,
Quantec,
Sarah Menescal,
Black Flag,
Lebanon Hanover,
Swans,
Marvin Gaye,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lower 48,
Sound Behaviour,
Con Funk Shun,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Kinks,
Jesper Dahlback,
Warren Ellis,
The Velvet Underground,
Ultravox,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Parry Music,
The Pretty Things,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Silicon Teens,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Royal Trux,
Fluxion,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Black Bananas,
Eve St. Jones,
Wire,
Joe Smooth,
The Remains,
Skarface,
8 Eyed Spy,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.