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 Lebanon and from Delhi.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Roger Hodgson to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Pantaleimon,
The Real Kids,
UT,
The Alarm Clocks,
Cluster,
Thee Headcoats,
Max Romeo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Maurizio,
Alton Ellis,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Guru Guru,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Morten Harket,
The Walker Brothers,
The Angels of Light,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joe Finger,
Massinfluence,
Tommy Roe,
Marine Girls,
The Blackbyrds,
The Gap Band,
Talk Talk,
Tom Boy,
Amon Düül II,
Todd Rundgren,
Gong,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gun Club,
Amon Düül,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bobby Womack,
The Young Rascals,
Delta 5,
The Smoke,
The Neon Judgement,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
X-101,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scan 7,
Fela Kuti,
Donny Hathaway,
Cymande,
The Modern Lovers,
48th St. Collective,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ossler,
The Evens,
Brick,
Johnny Clarke,
John Foxx,
Section 25,
Severed Heads,
Gang Gang Dance,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.