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 Sierra Leone and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 arpeggiator 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 Techniques to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Walker Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Throbbing Gristle,
Marmalade,
Nico,
The Red Krayola,
Anthony Braxton,
Gabor Szabo,
Brick,
Funky Four + One,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Main Source,
Prince Buster,
the Germs,
Godley & Creme,
Duran Duran,
Carl Craig,
Nas,
Al Stewart,
Royal Trux,
Fugazi,
Subhumans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Niagra,
Robert Hood,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
KRS-One,
Silicon Teens,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Archie Shepp,
Peter & Gordon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Icehouse,
The Pretty Things,
Qualms,
The Five Americans,
Isaac Hayes,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scratch Acid,
Lindisfarne,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cabaret Voltaire,
CMW,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mars,
Pierre Henry,
Howard Jones,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joyce Sims,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Monolake,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.