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 Oman and from Delhi.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 The Invisible to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
cv313,
Nico,
FM Einheit,
Barry Ungar,
Juan Atkins,
The Martian,
Ludus,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scan 7,
Dual Sessions,
Arthur Verocai,
Erykah Badu,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gong,
Ronan,
These Immortal Souls,
The Black Dice,
Reuben Wilson,
The Monochrome Set,
The Star Department,
Minutemen,
Matthew Halsall,
Wolf Eyes,
The Kinks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roxy Music,
Lakeside,
Bobby Womack,
Joey Negro,
Amon Düül,
DJ Style,
Man Parrish,
Rapeman,
Moby Grape,
Shuggie Otis,
The Shadows of Knight,
Magma,
Jacques Brel,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jawbox,
The Skatalites,
Warsaw,
Banda Bassotti,
Dark Day,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Drive Like Jehu,
Spoonie Gee,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Neon Judgement,
Marvin Gaye,
Anakelly,
Robert Hood,
Derrick Morgan,
Oneida,
Johnny Clarke,
Dead Boys,
Los Fastidios,
Section 25,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.