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 Guyana and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 New Order to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
The Standells,
Ice-T,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sandy B,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cybotron,
Pussy Galore,
Deepchord,
Judy Mowatt,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Graham Central Station,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Human League,
Lakeside,
Joy Division,
CMW,
Visage,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Erykah Badu,
Dual Sessions,
Pierre Henry,
Groovy Waters,
Young Marble Giants,
The Index,
Amon Düül II,
Trumans Water,
The Red Krayola,
L. Decosne,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sun City Girls,
Cal Tjader,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
John Holt,
Frankie Knuckles,
Suicide,
The Smiths,
Spoonie Gee,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Electric Prunes,
Duran Duran,
Oneida,
Goldenarms,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cymande,
China Crisis,
ABBA,
JFA,
Godley & Creme,
Moss Icon,
Kas Product,
Sun Ra,
H. Thieme,
Maleditus Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Slave,
Dennis Brown,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Matthew Halsall,
Lindisfarne,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.