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 Montenegro and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ponytail to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Tom Boy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ultravox,
Minutemen,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Matthew Bourne,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Franke,
Graham Central Station,
The Busters,
Susan Cadogan,
Nils Olav,
Mandrill,
Roxy Music,
Morten Harket,
CMW,
David Axelrod,
The Flesh Eaters,
Roger Hodgson,
Wire,
Cal Tjader,
Flipper,
Sly & The Family Stone,
La Düsseldorf,
Blossom Toes,
Nation of Ulysses,
Matthew Halsall,
Little Man,
Brick,
The Fortunes,
The Evens,
Roxette,
One Last Wish,
Popol Vuh,
DJ Style,
Livin' Joy,
Funkadelic,
Au Pairs,
Motorama,
Moebius,
Liliput,
Animal Collective,
The Selecter,
Eric Copeland,
Urselle,
AZ,
Vainqueur,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Piero Umiliani,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gang Green,
Fear,
The Offenders,
Alton Ellis,
Neil Young,
Sonic Youth,
Arthur Verocai,
Siglo XX,
Ralphi Rosario,
X-102,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.