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 Macedonia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro 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 The Barracudas to the techno 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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Harmonia,
Mad Mike,
Aswad,
Glenn Branca,
Yusef Lateef,
B.T. Express,
Marcia Griffiths,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Divine Comedy,
John Coltrane,
Warren Ellis,
The Index,
Quantec,
The Pretty Things,
Icehouse,
The Monochrome Set,
The Saints,
China Crisis,
Funkadelic,
The Real Kids,
Reuben Wilson,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Trojans,
X-102,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
FM Einheit,
Tres Demented,
Bill Near,
Blossom Toes,
Negative Approach,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Wire,
Delta 5,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scion,
Oneida,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Roger Hodgson,
The Golliwogs,
Donald Byrd,
K-Klass,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
David Bowie,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sonic Youth,
Cluster,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jawbox,
Lee Hazlewood,
Stetsasonic,
The Modern Lovers,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Fire Engines,
Robert Wyatt,
Jerry's Kids,
Laurel Aitken,
The Motions,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.