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 Romania and from Bremen.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Toasters to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Black Flag,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Slick Rick,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Buckinghams,
Drexciya,
Lou Reed,
Simply Red,
Alton Ellis,
The Trojans,
Nation of Ulysses,
Depeche Mode,
Gil Scott Heron,
Moss Icon,
The Moleskins,
Grauzone,
Symarip,
Eric B and Rakim,
Malaria!,
Michelle Simonal,
Newcleus,
Gabor Szabo,
Andrew Hill,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pantytec,
R.M.O.,
Sunsets and Hearts,
James White and The Blacks,
The Vogues,
Intrusion,
Negative Approach,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
L. Decosne,
The Invisible,
Main Source,
John Holt,
Lindisfarne,
Rod Modell,
The Move,
Gong,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gichy Dan,
Prince Buster,
Leonard Cohen,
Traffic Nightmare,
Liliput,
OOIOO,
The Kinks,
the Swans,
X-102,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
ABC,
Interpol,
Lucky Dragons,
Pierre Henry,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jacob Miller,
John Lydon,
Con Funk Shun,
The Gories,
This Heat,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.