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 San Marino 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 The Residents to the rap 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 Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Jeff Mills,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jandek,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
B.T. Express,
The American Breed,
Minor Threat,
The Monochrome Set,
Throbbing Gristle,
Big Daddy Kane,
Make Up,
Gastr Del Sol,
The New Christs,
Aloha Tigers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Depeche Mode,
Donald Byrd,
The Saints,
cv313,
Camouflage,
The Blackbyrds,
Avey Tare,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sonic Youth,
Pantaleimon,
the Swans,
Toni Rubio,
Ralphi Rosario,
Skarface,
The Detroit Cobras,
New Age Steppers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Grey Daturas,
Peter and Kerry,
New Order,
Roxette,
Gang Starr,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The J.B.'s,
Sam Rivers,
Pagans,
Mars,
Scrapy,
Ice-T,
Minny Pops,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
A Certain Ratio,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Saccharine Trust,
Lee Hazlewood,
Altered Images,
Gang Gang Dance,
Camberwell Now,
Jeff Lynne,
The Residents,
Kas Product,
Connie Case,
the Soft Cell,
the Sonics,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.