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 Turkey and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Tommy Roe to the crunk 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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Duran Duran,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Delta 5,
Sällskapet,
Sam Rivers,
The Fugs,
Heaven 17,
Talk Talk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Average White Band,
Arab on Radar,
Steve Hackett,
Moby Grape,
Y Pants,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bauhaus,
LL Cool J,
Jerry's Kids,
Bluetip,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Parry Music,
FM Einheit,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Depeche Mode,
John Foxx,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
T. Rex,
The Monks,
Urselle,
Bizarre Inc.,
David Bowie,
Stiv Bators,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eddi Front,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Young Rascals,
Nirvana,
Skaos,
Von Mondo,
The Raincoats,
Intrusion,
the Normal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Clear Light,
The Knickerbockers,
Nik Kershaw,
Kenny Larkin,
Surgeon,
Michelle Simonal,
Agitation Free,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chris Corsano,
Marshall Jefferson,
Neil Young,
OOIOO,
Section 25,
Icehouse,
Altered Images,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.