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 Andorra and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Franke 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 Fall. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Sarah Menescal,
The Dave Clark Five,
Boogie Down Productions,
Yaz,
Neu!,
Idris Muhammad,
Scratch Acid,
The Searchers,
Parry Music,
Jandek,
Jawbox,
Flash Fearless,
Tropical Tobacco,
Arthur Verocai,
Aloha Tigers,
Clear Light,
Godley & Creme,
The Kinks,
Minnie Riperton,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Subhumans,
The Fugs,
KRS-One,
The Names,
Hasil Adkins,
T.S.O.L.,
Magazine,
Fatback Band,
Quando Quango,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Agent Orange,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Massinfluence,
Smog,
The Tremeloes,
Severed Heads,
Lungfish,
Deakin,
Khruangbin,
Dark Day,
Country Teasers,
Alison Limerick,
Bush Tetras,
Pantytec,
T. Rex,
Howard Jones,
Cymande,
Bizarre Inc.,
Barrington Levy,
Shuggie Otis,
Marmalade,
Half Japanese,
Kerri Chandler,
The Misunderstood,
Josef K,
Gang of Four,
Stetsasonic,
Joy Division,
Ludus,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.