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 Vietnam and from Bologna.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 K-Klass to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Eric Dolphy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mr. Review,
Suicide,
The Toasters,
Jacques Brel,
Amon Düül II,
Oblivians,
Fat Boys,
Faust,
New York Dolls,
Scan 7,
Marmalade,
E-Dancer,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Masters at Work,
Hashim,
Peter and Kerry,
Heaven 17,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gang Gang Dance,
Andrew Hill,
DNA,
Freddie Wadling,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Josef K,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Divine Comedy,
The Cramps,
Gichy Dan,
Radiopuhelimet,
UT,
David McCallum,
Soft Machine,
Jerry's Kids,
Babytalk,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pierre Henry,
Derrick Morgan,
Warren Ellis,
Bob Dylan,
Fad Gadget,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Youth Brigade,
Morten Harket,
Intrusion,
Mandrill,
Gang Starr,
Half Japanese,
The Neon Judgement,
Popol Vuh,
Magma,
Aswad,
the Association,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Music Machine,
Donald Byrd,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.