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 Slovakia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Tim Buckley to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Infiniti,
The Fugs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cheater Slicks,
Audionom,
Anakelly,
Wire,
Gang of Four,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fad Gadget,
Max Romeo,
Basic Channel,
Con Funk Shun,
Eurythmics,
Parry Music,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
K-Klass,
The Gories,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sugar Minott,
Nick Fraelich,
The Dirtbombs,
Niagra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
A Certain Ratio,
Carl Craig,
Sound Behaviour,
Shoche,
The Slackers,
Charles Mingus,
Altered Images,
Deadbeat,
Bobby Sherman,
Girls At Our Best!,
Public Enemy,
Swell Maps,
Goldenarms,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Althea and Donna,
The Divine Comedy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Faust,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sarah Menescal,
DJ Sneak,
The Trojans,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Inner City,
New Order,
DJ Style,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jawbox,
Todd Rundgren,
The Zeros,
Pussy Galore,
Suicide,
Newcleus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Happenings,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.