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 Italy 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Jacob Miller to the jazz 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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Deakin,
Moebius,
Audionom,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joyce Sims,
Supertramp,
Dark Day,
Piero Umiliani,
Soulsonic Force,
Peter and Kerry,
Lyres,
Spandau Ballet,
Skaos,
Eddi Front,
Harry Pussy,
Surgeon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Beasts of Bourbon,
ABC,
Leonard Cohen,
Terry Callier,
Kool Moe Dee,
David Bowie,
DJ Sneak,
Eli Mardock,
Darondo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pantaleimon,
The Gun Club,
Graham Central Station,
Can,
Joensuu 1685,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Foxx,
Black Pus,
The Kinks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Deepchord,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kas Product,
The Velvet Underground,
Max Romeo,
The Smiths,
Amon Düül II,
Deadbeat,
Mandrill,
FM Einheit,
Public Enemy,
MDC,
The Five Americans,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Last Poets,
Icehouse,
The Blackbyrds,
Oneida,
Iggy Pop,
The Divine Comedy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Seeds,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.