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 the UAE and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Buzzcocks to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Excepter,
Darondo,
Eden Ahbez,
Rufus Thomas,
Harry Pussy,
the Germs,
Derrick May,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Drive Like Jehu,
Soft Machine,
The Doobie Brothers,
Glenn Branca,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kas Product,
Dual Sessions,
Moss Icon,
David Axelrod,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Archie Shepp,
Das Ding,
Prince Buster,
The United States of America,
Black Sheep,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joyce Sims,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Babytalk,
The Gladiators,
Quadrant,
Roxy Music,
Eric Dolphy,
Bobby Sherman,
OOIOO,
Heaven 17,
Slick Rick,
The Flesh Eaters,
Cluster,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DJ Style,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Organ,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Crooked Eye,
Sound Behaviour,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The American Breed,
U.S. Maple,
The Grass Roots,
Eric B and Rakim,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Motions,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
Saccharine Trust,
The Standells,
Wings,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ohio Players,
The Seeds,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.