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 Solomon Islands and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rites of Spring to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Donny Hathaway,
Jerry's Kids,
Lightning Bolt,
OOIOO,
Niagra,
The Tremeloes,
The Invisible,
Pulsallama,
Hasil Adkins,
Skarface,
DNA,
Lakeside,
Byron Stingily,
Joe Smooth,
Babytalk,
Arab on Radar,
Crispian St. Peters,
Moby Grape,
Bobby Sherman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sex Pistols,
Fugazi,
The Alarm Clocks,
Radio Birdman,
Jeff Mills,
Magma,
Technova,
Delta 5,
The Residents,
David McCallum,
Spandau Ballet,
Thompson Twins,
Ultra Naté,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kayak,
Crash Course in Science,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Anakelly,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Wake,
Hardrive,
Sixth Finger,
Section 25,
Rites of Spring,
Lower 48,
Warren Ellis,
Altered Images,
Laurel Aitken,
The Zeros,
Procol Harum,
The Doors,
The Blues Magoos,
The Monochrome Set,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Red Krayola,
Unwound,
Susan Cadogan,
Motorama,
Royal Trux,
Matthew Bourne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.