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 China and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Patti Smith to the grime 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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Hot Snakes,
Pantaleimon,
Yusef Lateef,
a-ha,
The United States of America,
Cameo,
The Red Krayola,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Al Stewart,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Smiths,
The Last Poets,
Tim Buckley,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pole,
Underground Resistance,
The Velvet Underground,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Juan Atkins,
Angry Samoans,
Motorama,
Lower 48,
The Fugs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
China Crisis,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ice-T,
X-Ray Spex,
KRS-One,
Interpol,
Sugar Minott,
Section 25,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Barbara Tucker,
Scion,
Leonard Cohen,
Scan 7,
John Cale,
Model 500,
The Vogues,
Faraquet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Association,
The Star Department,
Fat Boys,
Cal Tjader,
Symarip,
Reagan Youth,
Suicide,
Gang Gang Dance,
Josef K,
Zero Boys,
Sonny Sharrock,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Young Marble Giants,
Can,
Aswad,
In Retrospect,
Quando Quango,
FM Einheit,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.