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 Iran and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 10cc to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Barbara Tucker,
Leonard Cohen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deadbeat,
Audionom,
Donald Byrd,
Nation of Ulysses,
Accadde A,
R.M.O.,
Barry Ungar,
Kas Product,
Arthur Verocai,
The Busters,
Nick Fraelich,
Unwound,
The Sound,
Skriet,
Jeff Mills,
The Beau Brummels,
Sonic Youth,
Joey Negro,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Moleskins,
Robert Wyatt,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fuzztones,
The Sonics,
E-Dancer,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Flag,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Banda Bassotti,
Eurythmics,
Camberwell Now,
the Germs,
Organ,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Parry Music,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Blackbyrds,
Heaven 17,
The Human League,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Brass Construction,
Black Sheep,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Standells,
The Gap Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Symarip,
Roxette,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rosa Yemen,
Peter and Kerry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
John Holt,
Piero Umiliani,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.