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 St Lucia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roxette,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Toni Rubio,
Organ,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Trojans,
Trumans Water,
The Gladiators,
Eric Dolphy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Standells,
Q and Not U,
The Divine Comedy,
R.M.O.,
Peter & Gordon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Boz Scaggs,
Babytalk,
Bluetip,
Johnny Clarke,
Fatback Band,
Gang Green,
The Flesh Eaters,
Brass Construction,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cybotron,
Mad Mike,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Tremeloes,
Darondo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scion,
Arcadia,
Moebius,
Janne Schatter,
Gabor Szabo,
The Misunderstood,
Loose Ends,
Spoonie Gee,
Depeche Mode,
Alice Coltrane,
The Techniques,
Sandy B,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Wasted Youth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Germs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gong,
Hardrive,
Echospace,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.