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 Taiwan and from Lagos.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Boz Scaggs to the techno 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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
David McCallum,
Henry Cow,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joe Finger,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Moss Icon,
E-Dancer,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marc Almond,
Marcia Griffiths,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Amon Düül,
Chris & Cosey,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marmalade,
Erasure,
Q and Not U,
Al Stewart,
Unwound,
Moebius,
Moby Grape,
Panda Bear,
The Tremeloes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Fortunes,
Jeff Lynne,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Radio Birdman,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The American Breed,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soulsonic Force,
John Foxx,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lou Christie,
Guru Guru,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ponytail,
Scion,
Tom Boy,
Camberwell Now,
The Fugs,
Bang On A Can,
Procol Harum,
Bauhaus,
Rekid,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Barry Ungar,
Eden Ahbez,
Porter Ricks,
Joensuu 1685,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ultimate Spinach,
Crime,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.