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 Libya and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manila.
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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Nils Olav to the disco 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 Wake. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
John Coltrane,
Leonard Cohen,
The Doobie Brothers,
Boredoms,
Sällskapet,
UT,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delta 5,
Lalann,
The Fall,
Joey Negro,
Lucky Dragons,
Pet Shop Boys,
David McCallum,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fad Gadget,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rakim,
Aswad,
The Birthday Party,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Traffic Nightmare,
Junior Murvin,
MC5,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Knickerbockers,
Loose Ends,
Aloha Tigers,
Barrington Levy,
a-ha,
Lightning Bolt,
The Barracudas,
Scion,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Mojo Men,
Morten Harket,
The Last Poets,
AZ,
Urselle,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jerry's Kids,
Monolake,
Marvin Gaye,
Rapeman,
Ralphi Rosario,
China Crisis,
Sandy B,
Young Marble Giants,
Gastr Del Sol,
Brick,
Franke,
Lungfish,
Average White Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Black Pus,
Essential Logic,
The Standells,
Al Stewart,
Ronan,
The Cramps,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.