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 Djibouti and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro 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 Roxy Music to the jazz 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pole,
Stereo Dub,
Jacques Brel,
Shoche,
Suicide,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Johnny Clarke,
Dorothy Ashby,
Supertramp,
The Seeds,
Japan,
Cheater Slicks,
Circle Jerks,
Scrapy,
Liliput,
Laurel Aitken,
Althea and Donna,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pantytec,
Lee Hazlewood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Parry Music,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Das Ding,
The Five Americans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fad Gadget,
Gregory Isaacs,
Neu!,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Busters,
OOIOO,
Gabor Szabo,
These Immortal Souls,
Dawn Penn,
In Retrospect,
Bush Tetras,
Lyres,
Kaleidoscope,
John Holt,
Lalann,
Harmonia,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nils Olav,
Sandy B,
Country Teasers,
Amon Düül II,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bobby Byrd,
Ludus,
Fela Kuti,
Ronnie Foster,
Visage,
the Germs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
T. Rex,
The Stooges,
PIL,
Derrick May,
The Golliwogs,
Desert Stars,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.