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 Suriname and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Winnipeg.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cheater Slicks to the disco 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Royal Trux,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Motions,
Black Bananas,
Procol Harum,
The Techniques,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Surgeon,
The Dave Clark Five,
Silicon Teens,
Banda Bassotti,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gladiators,
Shoche,
Mantronix,
The Raincoats,
John Cale,
Toni Rubio,
Rites of Spring,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Fuzztones,
Fugazi,
Slick Rick,
Jacob Miller,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kas Product,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Excepter,
kango's stein massive,
Wolf Eyes,
The Knickerbockers,
Bill Wells,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Aswad,
The Standells,
Pierre Henry,
Niagra,
Eli Mardock,
Inner City,
Lower 48,
The Zeros,
Tim Buckley,
The Busters,
Josef K,
the Swans,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Danielle Patucci,
Can,
Schoolly D,
Nik Kershaw,
Rapeman,
Bobby Womack,
Scrapy,
One Last Wish,
The Searchers,
Quantec,
Groovy Waters,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.