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 Belarus and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ 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 Ultra Naté to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
The Fortunes,
Kaleidoscope,
Pantytec,
Magazine,
The Real Kids,
Aaron Thompson,
Pulsallama,
Sugar Minott,
Soft Machine,
Soft Cell,
Grauzone,
David Axelrod,
Porter Ricks,
Flipper,
La Düsseldorf,
The Selecter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eddi Front,
Bill Near,
One Last Wish,
Maleditus Sound,
Brand Nubian,
Trumans Water,
The Knickerbockers,
Sound Behaviour,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Pierre Henry,
Minutemen,
Cameo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Accadde A,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Swans,
Dave Gahan,
Zapp,
CMW,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Laurel Aitken,
The Leaves,
Todd Terry,
The Golliwogs,
Yusef Lateef,
Thompson Twins,
Magma,
Ohio Players,
Gang of Four,
Chris Corsano,
Severed Heads,
L. Decosne,
Youth Brigade,
Warren Ellis,
Nick Fraelich,
The Zeros,
Suburban Knight,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Absolute Body Control,
The Modern Lovers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.