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 Morocco and from Tokyo.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Houston.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ 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 Tomorrow to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Hasil Adkins,
Wings,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Warsaw,
Eric Copeland,
The Toasters,
Sarah Menescal,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sound Behaviour,
Bronski Beat,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Tremeloes,
Heaven 17,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rhythm & Sound,
Icehouse,
Franke,
the Normal,
DJ Style,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pantaleimon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Grauzone,
Yaz,
Crime,
D'Angelo,
Jacob Miller,
The Wake,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fluxion,
Fad Gadget,
Robert Wyatt,
Chrome,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scrapy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Massinfluence,
Altered Images,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Talk Talk,
David Axelrod,
Rotary Connection,
Sun Ra,
Mark Hollis,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Toni Rubio,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gang Gang Dance,
Monolake,
Groovy Waters,
Television Personalities,
Interpol,
The Doobie Brothers,
Letta Mbulu,
Marshall Jefferson,
Quantec,
Lucky Dragons,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Slick Rick,
A Certain Ratio,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.