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 Colombia and from London.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bob Dylan to the funk 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
World's Most,
Dawn Penn,
John Holt,
The Cramps,
UT,
Ohio Players,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Busters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Michelle Simonal,
H. Thieme,
Royal Trux,
The Mojo Men,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Flash Fearless,
The Shadows of Knight,
Electric Prunes,
Absolute Body Control,
Eddi Front,
Franke,
Peter and Kerry,
CMW,
Ponytail,
Unwound,
Chrome,
Roxy Music,
The Neon Judgement,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Slits,
The Tremeloes,
Neu!,
Pharoah Sanders,
E-Dancer,
The Gun Club,
Pere Ubu,
Yellowson,
Henry Cow,
Ronan,
Idris Muhammad,
The Young Rascals,
Graham Central Station,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Standells,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Barry Ungar,
Subhumans,
DJ Style,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Roy Ayers,
Radio Birdman,
Infiniti,
The Evens,
Kas Product,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.