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 Guyana and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Surgeon to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
The Raincoats,
Soulsonic Force,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Bar-Kays,
Slick Rick,
Young Marble Giants,
The Moleskins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dennis Brown,
Black Pus,
Chrome,
Stetsasonic,
Marmalade,
Tommy Roe,
The Tremeloes,
Skarface,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soft Machine,
Monks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pussy Galore,
Black Flag,
Wings,
Japan,
Yaz,
Bobby Womack,
Section 25,
Avey Tare,
Terrestrial Tones,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eden Ahbez,
Mark Hollis,
Robert Wyatt,
Ultra Naté,
Scion,
Echospace,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Porter Ricks,
Eric Dolphy,
Anthony Braxton,
Los Fastidios,
Peter and Kerry,
Sun City Girls,
Arab on Radar,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Index,
CMW,
Shuggie Otis,
Funky Four + One,
The Dead C,
Von Mondo,
Leonard Cohen,
Freddie Wadling,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soul II Soul,
Neil Young,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.