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 Montenegro and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 David Bowie 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 Hoover to the jazz 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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
Masters at Work,
The Litter,
The Busters,
Boz Scaggs,
Don Cherry,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Michelle Simonal,
James White and The Blacks,
Stereo Dub,
Cabaret Voltaire,
China Crisis,
New York Dolls,
The Modern Lovers,
Q and Not U,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Grass Roots,
Quando Quango,
Deadbeat,
Avey Tare,
Amon Düül,
Marvin Gaye,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Soft Machine,
The Monochrome Set,
John Foxx,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Andrew Hill,
Drexciya,
Rosa Yemen,
This Heat,
The Human League,
Dennis Brown,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tropical Tobacco,
DJ Style,
World's Most,
Sonic Youth,
The Durutti Column,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Fall,
Technova,
The Doors,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Doobie Brothers,
Yellowson,
Aswad,
Byron Stingily,
Infiniti,
Todd Terry,
Gichy Dan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Idris Muhammad,
the Human League,
Lakeside,
Tom Boy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rod Modell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.