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 Bhutan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 These Immortal Souls to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fall. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Eric Copeland,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Gap Band,
Clear Light,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Anthony Braxton,
Babytalk,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lee Hazlewood,
Erasure,
The Human League,
Blossom Toes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Skaos,
The Dirtbombs,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Fortunes,
Magma,
B.T. Express,
OOIOO,
Nils Olav,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Normal,
The Black Dice,
Japan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Black Flag,
Inner City,
Alphaville,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eurythmics,
Adolescents,
China Crisis,
The Barracudas,
Ohio Players,
Drive Like Jehu,
Flash Fearless,
the Human League,
Spoonie Gee,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gang Green,
Minor Threat,
Eric Dolphy,
Dave Gahan,
Second Layer,
Max Romeo,
These Immortal Souls,
The New Christs,
the Germs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kerrie Biddell,
Aaron Thompson,
Masters at Work,
Grauzone,
Joey Negro,
The Velvet Underground,
Marine Girls,
The Selecter,
Janne Schatter,
Dead Boys,
Zero Boys,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.