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 Kenya and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Warsaw,
Jacob Miller,
Scan 7,
Half Japanese,
Eric Copeland,
Underground Resistance,
The Red Krayola,
Funky Four + One,
Supertramp,
New Order,
Make Up,
Eve St. Jones,
Godley & Creme,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Thee Headcoats,
the Association,
Glenn Branca,
Johnny Osbourne,
James White and The Blacks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ornette Coleman,
The Five Americans,
Matthew Halsall,
Scientists,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Soft Cell,
L. Decosne,
Stetsasonic,
Tubeway Army,
Flamin' Groovies,
Television Personalities,
Tommy Roe,
The Human League,
Kaleidoscope,
The Remains,
Pantytec,
Albert Ayler,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lightning Bolt,
Joe Finger,
Crooked Eye,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Minutemen,
The Trojans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Howard Jones,
Toni Rubio,
Minny Pops,
The Blackbyrds,
Tears for Fears,
Subhumans,
Kas Product,
Bobby Byrd,
Ronan,
Ohio Players,
Metal Thangz,
Amon Düül,
Von Mondo,
Parry Music,
Fear,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.