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 Norway and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro 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 John Cale to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Amon Düül,
The Music Machine,
Lyres,
Basic Channel,
Shoche,
The Cure,
The Human League,
Colin Newman,
Carl Craig,
Bang On A Can,
This Heat,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Busters,
Second Layer,
Ituana,
The Birthday Party,
Fluxion,
ABBA,
Brass Construction,
Steve Hackett,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Max Romeo,
Tubeway Army,
Piero Umiliani,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
David Axelrod,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Graham Central Station,
Erasure,
Visage,
Roger Hodgson,
Grey Daturas,
Chris Corsano,
FM Einheit,
Bluetip,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nas,
Y Pants,
Dorothy Ashby,
Josef K,
Royal Trux,
The Durutti Column,
Banda Bassotti,
Brand Nubian,
The Fortunes,
Reuben Wilson,
The Mummies,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Janne Schatter,
Mad Mike,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Reed,
Isaac Hayes,
Newcleus,
Ohio Players,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Matthew Halsall,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Qualms,
Don Cherry,
X-101,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.