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 Iran and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 harpsichord 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 June of 44 to the crunk 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Skaos,
Godley & Creme,
Lalann,
Babytalk,
Royal Trux,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rod Modell,
Big Daddy Kane,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Angry Samoans,
John Cale,
The Saints,
Index,
Quando Quango,
Little Man,
Kaleidoscope,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Iggy Pop,
Marmalade,
The Moody Blues,
China Crisis,
The Trojans,
Albert Ayler,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lower 48,
KRS-One,
Peter and Kerry,
Symarip,
Technova,
Sonny Sharrock,
Organ,
Desert Stars,
Basic Channel,
Subhumans,
R.M.O.,
Grey Daturas,
Panda Bear,
Youth Brigade,
Main Source,
Al Stewart,
Blake Baxter,
Bronski Beat,
Jesper Dahlback,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
H. Thieme,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Isaac Hayes,
The Standells,
Amon Düül,
Nik Kershaw,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Radio Birdman,
The Residents,
Terrestrial Tones,
OOIOO,
Circle Jerks,
The Velvet Underground,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.