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 Iraq and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe 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 Sound Behaviour to the grunge 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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
L. Decosne,
The Leaves,
Rekid,
Symarip,
Sonic Youth,
X-101,
Mantronix,
Ultimate Spinach,
Joe Finger,
Tropical Tobacco,
Grey Daturas,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Trumans Water,
Joy Division,
Minutemen,
ABC,
Saccharine Trust,
Circle Jerks,
Moebius,
Inner City,
Laurel Aitken,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed,
Amon Düül II,
Sparks,
The Sound,
Ultra Naté,
Dawn Penn,
The Dirtbombs,
Wolf Eyes,
Can,
H. Thieme,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Scion,
Silicon Teens,
Black Flag,
Morten Harket,
The Grass Roots,
The Black Dice,
Qualms,
Mission of Burma,
Goldenarms,
kango's stein massive,
K-Klass,
Johnny Clarke,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Standells,
Rhythm & Sound,
Derrick Morgan,
The Golliwogs,
Shuggie Otis,
Television Personalities,
Dennis Brown,
Gichy Dan,
Dead Boys,
The Pop Group,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Young Rascals,
China Crisis,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.