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 Gabon and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 organ 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 Steve Hackett to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ultravox,
Harry Pussy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Interpol,
The Gap Band,
E-Dancer,
Andrew Hill,
OOIOO,
The Toasters,
Mandrill,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Birthday Party,
The United States of America,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Bar-Kays,
Grey Daturas,
Dawn Penn,
Porter Ricks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nils Olav,
Sällskapet,
Wire,
The Remains,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Susan Cadogan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tim Buckley,
Gang Green,
Eric Dolphy,
Gichy Dan,
The Seeds,
a-ha,
Todd Rundgren,
Roger Hodgson,
Grauzone,
Junior Murvin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Steve Hackett,
Marvin Gaye,
Warren Ellis,
Brothers Johnson,
Ultra Naté,
Jawbox,
Aswad,
Mr. Review,
Drexciya,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pulsallama,
Oblivians,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
New Age Steppers,
Brass Construction,
Lindisfarne,
Television Personalities,
The Gladiators,
Joe Smooth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.