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 Colombia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Con Funk Shun to the dance 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Yaz,
Moss Icon,
Quantec,
The Dave Clark Five,
Slick Rick,
the Association,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sun Ra,
Tubeway Army,
Anthony Braxton,
The Pretty Things,
Thee Headcoats,
Nik Kershaw,
Rites of Spring,
The Mummies,
The Fuzztones,
Avey Tare,
10cc,
Barclay James Harvest,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
T. Rex,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Doors,
Marine Girls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Susan Cadogan,
F. McDonald,
Jacob Miller,
Jandek,
the Germs,
AZ,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lindisfarne,
Terry Callier,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Liliput,
Barbara Tucker,
Kevin Saunderson,
Maurizio,
Kurtis Blow,
Youth Brigade,
Sixth Finger,
Public Enemy,
Amazonics,
Crooked Eye,
The Skatalites,
Bang On A Can,
Brass Construction,
Gastr Del Sol,
Absolute Body Control,
Traffic Nightmare,
Shoche,
The Dirtbombs,
Gong,
The Sound,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Qualms,
Pole,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.