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 Kyrgyzstan and from Mexico City.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Mummies to the punk 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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Cluster,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bush Tetras,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DJ Sneak,
Danielle Patucci,
Khruangbin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Maurizio,
James White and The Blacks,
Todd Rundgren,
Faust,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gang Starr,
Cheater Slicks,
Mission of Burma,
Arcadia,
Quantec,
Loose Ends,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Man Eating Sloth,
Au Pairs,
John Coltrane,
Quando Quango,
Eric Copeland,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jesper Dahlback,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stiv Bators,
Q65,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Golliwogs,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Dirtbombs,
The Fall,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Massinfluence,
Soulsonic Force,
Kurtis Blow,
Funky Four + One,
DJ Style,
Yazoo,
Steve Hackett,
Make Up,
The Star Department,
Darondo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Barbara Tucker,
Mandrill,
The Motions,
8 Eyed Spy,
Terry Callier,
Rod Modell,
The Offenders,
The Cure,
Lucky Dragons,
Michelle Simonal,
Buzzcocks,
Tubeway Army,
The Pretty Things,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.