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 Philippines and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 chamberlin 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 Quando Quango to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
Girls At Our Best!,
Subhumans,
Todd Terry,
Niagra,
Animal Collective,
Boz Scaggs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scientists,
The Leaves,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
MC5,
The Zeros,
Shuggie Otis,
Japan,
Peter & Gordon,
Joensuu 1685,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Victims,
Underground Resistance,
The American Breed,
Brothers Johnson,
Robert Görl,
Babytalk,
Banda Bassotti,
Country Teasers,
The J.B.'s,
The Buckinghams,
John Holt,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Happenings,
Patti Smith,
Massinfluence,
DNA,
Saccharine Trust,
Silicon Teens,
Warren Ellis,
Gang of Four,
Jandek,
Glambeats Corp.,
Black Bananas,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter and Kerry,
Youth Brigade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Detroit Cobras,
Harmonia,
cv313,
The Fall,
Lindisfarne,
Rotary Connection,
Sonic Youth,
Todd Rundgren,
The Pretty Things,
The Human League,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fear,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kevin Saunderson,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.