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 Czech Republic and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 linndrum 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 Radiopuhelimet to the punk 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Black Dice,
Crispian St. Peters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Minnie Riperton,
Q and Not U,
John Holt,
Silicon Teens,
The Stooges,
Anakelly,
Sällskapet,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Grauzone,
T.S.O.L.,
Fluxion,
Kerri Chandler,
The Fugs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DNA,
Porter Ricks,
The Five Americans,
Tears for Fears,
KRS-One,
Vladislav Delay,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scrapy,
The Slits,
Ultimate Spinach,
Reagan Youth,
Public Image Ltd.,
MC5,
Joe Finger,
UT,
Gang Starr,
U.S. Maple,
The Skatalites,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Knickerbockers,
Theoretical Girls,
In Retrospect,
Unrelated Segments,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Smiths,
Second Layer,
Swans,
Cheater Slicks,
Goldenarms,
Junior Murvin,
Average White Band,
Cybotron,
Nils Olav,
Gabor Szabo,
Rod Modell,
Deepchord,
Pet Shop Boys,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Suburban Knight,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Hasil Adkins,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.