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 Oman and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 marimba 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 Rhythm & Sound to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All MC5 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 techno 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 mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Josef K,
Marine Girls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Yazoo,
Japan,
Howard Jones,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Human League,
Make Up,
Jeff Lynne,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Radiohead,
Funkadelic,
The Birthday Party,
U.S. Maple,
Joe Finger,
Joensuu 1685,
Niagra,
Jerry's Kids,
The Black Dice,
Fad Gadget,
Procol Harum,
Y Pants,
Sun Ra,
Supertramp,
Kaleidoscope,
JFA,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fat Boys,
Scan 7,
Isaac Hayes,
Moss Icon,
Black Flag,
Stetsasonic,
Electric Prunes,
Fluxion,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Zeros,
Patti Smith,
Lou Christie,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Television,
Dave Gahan,
Faraquet,
Susan Cadogan,
Fugazi,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pierre Henry,
Althea and Donna,
Brothers Johnson,
Underground Resistance,
The Divine Comedy,
New Order,
Chris & Cosey,
Drive Like Jehu,
Blossom Toes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pylon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Remains,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.