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 Tanzania and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the grime 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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mark Hollis,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bauhaus,
Vladislav Delay,
Lou Reed,
Pantytec,
China Crisis,
The Gories,
Susan Cadogan,
Idris Muhammad,
the Slits,
Gabor Szabo,
David Axelrod,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Big Daddy Kane,
Funkadelic,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Unrelated Segments,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bill Near,
ABC,
Dawn Penn,
Slick Rick,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scion,
Lucky Dragons,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Darondo,
U.S. Maple,
Faust,
Ossler,
The Moleskins,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Black Sheep,
Oneida,
Colin Newman,
The Dirtbombs,
The Kinks,
Pagans,
A Certain Ratio,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kayak,
Duran Duran,
Eden Ahbez,
Kas Product,
Pierre Henry,
Lower 48,
Zero Boys,
Frankie Knuckles,
Stetsasonic,
Gang Starr,
Rites of Spring,
The Monochrome Set,
Carl Craig,
John Holt,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Zeros,
Saccharine Trust,
Janne Schatter,
Minny Pops,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.