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 Monaco and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Derrick May to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Brick,
Nils Olav,
The Happenings,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Arcadia,
Patti Smith,
Ultimate Spinach,
Livin' Joy,
Bronski Beat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
H. Thieme,
The Remains,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
David McCallum,
Fear,
X-Ray Spex,
Ultravox,
L. Decosne,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Velvet Underground,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Underground Resistance,
Amon Düül,
Steve Hackett,
FM Einheit,
New Order,
Procol Harum,
Aloha Tigers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Names,
The Moody Blues,
The Golliwogs,
Peter & Gordon,
Matthew Halsall,
Hashim,
Young Marble Giants,
Ludus,
The New Christs,
Jeff Mills,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pierre Henry,
Amon Düül II,
Chris Corsano,
Stetsasonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Clear Light,
Deakin,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
E-Dancer,
Peter and Kerry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Girls At Our Best!,
John Cale,
Rod Modell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.