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 Canada and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rhythm & Sound to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Electric Prunes,
Fad Gadget,
Pole,
Icehouse,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Marvin Gaye,
Unwound,
The Gladiators,
The Happenings,
Bush Tetras,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dawn Penn,
Schoolly D,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jeff Mills,
The Seeds,
Suicide,
Dual Sessions,
Mars,
Michelle Simonal,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The United States of America,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Livin' Joy,
Moebius,
Neil Young,
Basic Channel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Pretty Things,
Laurel Aitken,
Porter Ricks,
In Retrospect,
Ultimate Spinach,
Donny Hathaway,
Graham Central Station,
Danielle Patucci,
Deakin,
Barry Ungar,
The Smoke,
X-102,
The Dirtbombs,
kango's stein massive,
Hasil Adkins,
Joyce Sims,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joy Division,
Heaven 17,
Public Enemy,
AZ,
Thee Headcoats,
Rites of Spring,
cv313,
Stetsasonic,
Ituana,
Main Source,
A Certain Ratio,
Cymande,
James White and The Blacks,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.