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 Germany and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Fela Kuti to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Barclay James Harvest,
This Heat,
Drive Like Jehu,
Iggy Pop,
Excepter,
Soulsonic Force,
The Music Machine,
Shuggie Otis,
the Sonics,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Cure,
Hashim,
Roxy Music,
The Busters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Isaac Hayes,
The Wake,
Q65,
The Cowsills,
Electric Prunes,
Boredoms,
Minny Pops,
The Gladiators,
Jeff Lynne,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Velvet Underground,
The Last Poets,
Circle Jerks,
Tubeway Army,
Barry Ungar,
Mo-Dettes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Donald Byrd,
Howard Jones,
Lower 48,
Unwound,
Michelle Simonal,
The Flesh Eaters,
KRS-One,
the Normal,
The Pop Group,
Depeche Mode,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Stockholm Monsters,
Hot Snakes,
Todd Rundgren,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lightning Bolt,
Cymande,
Jandek,
Ronnie Foster,
Lucky Dragons,
Funky Four + One,
Ituana,
Flamin' Groovies,
Talk Talk,
The Gap Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Wally Richardson,
The Neon Judgement,
The J.B.'s,
Moby Grape,
Black Moon,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.