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 Netherlands and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Sun Ra to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Minnie Riperton,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Index,
Sun Ra,
Cal Tjader,
The Smoke,
John Foxx,
Chris Corsano,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
China Crisis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Blancmange,
Talk Talk,
Max Romeo,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sound Behaviour,
Ludus,
Marc Almond,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Slits,
Flash Fearless,
Ultimate Spinach,
Delta 5,
Gong,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Durutti Column,
Alice Coltrane,
The Gladiators,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Panda Bear,
Ken Boothe,
The J.B.'s,
Marvin Gaye,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cymande,
The Beau Brummels,
Depeche Mode,
Tropical Tobacco,
Desert Stars,
Radiopuhelimet,
Whodini,
One Last Wish,
Young Marble Giants,
Lee Hazlewood,
Barry Ungar,
Iggy Pop,
MC5,
Vainqueur,
Warren Ellis,
Dead Boys,
The Happenings,
the Slits,
The Last Poets,
Moss Icon,
Minor Threat,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.