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 Denmark and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Leaves to the crunk 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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
ABC,
Morten Harket,
Zapp,
Fela Kuti,
David Bowie,
Gichy Dan,
Bobby Byrd,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Count Five,
The United States of America,
kango's stein massive,
the Bar-Kays,
The Angels of Light,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Thompson Twins,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Human League,
Eden Ahbez,
Nils Olav,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Brick,
Audionom,
The Modern Lovers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Gap Band,
Neu!,
Pylon,
Reuben Wilson,
Faraquet,
AZ,
Goldenarms,
E-Dancer,
Barrington Levy,
Magazine,
Gang Gang Dance,
Aswad,
Chrome,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Normal,
Delta 5,
Isaac Hayes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Arcadia,
Robert Görl,
The Martian,
Niagra,
Chris Corsano,
Pulsallama,
Kayak,
Jeff Lynne,
The Fire Engines,
Moby Grape,
Freddie Wadling,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.