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 Brunei and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Donald Fagen 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 Fad Gadget 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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
Bootsy Collins,
Peter & Gordon,
Joe Smooth,
Kayak,
Leonard Cohen,
The Monks,
Crime,
Cybotron,
Kaleidoscope,
Robert Görl,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kevin Saunderson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Wake,
June Days,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soft Machine,
La Düsseldorf,
Tres Demented,
Gregory Isaacs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Hardrive,
The Names,
Lungfish,
Metal Thangz,
Supertramp,
Boz Scaggs,
Rotary Connection,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Half Japanese,
The Stooges,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Stereo Dub,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gong,
The Smiths,
Popol Vuh,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
John Lydon,
Rosa Yemen,
Kool Moe Dee,
Glenn Branca,
Ossler,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Raincoats,
The Barracudas,
Pole,
Arab on Radar,
The Walker Brothers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pantaleimon,
Spandau Ballet,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Mojo Men,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.