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 Philippines and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 arpeggiator 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 Massinfluence to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mad Mike record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The J.B.'s,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bob Dylan,
John Lydon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joensuu 1685,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Trojans,
The Mojo Men,
Matthew Bourne,
The Music Machine,
Godley & Creme,
The Misunderstood,
Country Teasers,
The Cure,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Supertramp,
The Standells,
Sonny Sharrock,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marmalade,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tres Demented,
John Cale,
Freddie Wadling,
Sugar Minott,
Khruangbin,
the Swans,
Echospace,
Rod Modell,
Lou Christie,
The Cowsills,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fluxion,
Althea and Donna,
Monks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Adolescents,
E-Dancer,
Los Fastidios,
The Residents,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Buckinghams,
The Litter,
The Monochrome Set,
Pylon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scan 7,
New York Dolls,
Skaos,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Seeds,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pierre Henry,
Kool Moe Dee,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.