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 Mali and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ronan to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Stockholm Monsters,
Andrew Hill,
Procol Harum,
The Mojo Men,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tears for Fears,
Delon & Dalcan,
La Düsseldorf,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bluetip,
Isaac Hayes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bush Tetras,
Matthew Halsall,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Deadbeat,
Amon Düül II,
Youth Brigade,
James White and The Blacks,
Roxette,
Ohio Players,
Peter and Kerry,
Cybotron,
Davy DMX,
kango's stein massive,
Jeff Mills,
Sonic Youth,
Glenn Branca,
Soft Machine,
Lou Christie,
Roger Hodgson,
Pierre Henry,
Blossom Toes,
The Birthday Party,
Rosa Yemen,
Shoche,
Robert Görl,
Quadrant,
Joey Negro,
Qualms,
Quando Quango,
the Human League,
Black Flag,
Derrick Morgan,
Kaleidoscope,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fuzztones,
Dorothy Ashby,
Panda Bear,
Audionom,
D'Angelo,
Cecil Taylor,
Throbbing Gristle,
the Fania All-Stars,
Quantec,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Alice Coltrane,
Pet Shop Boys,
Barbara Tucker,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fatback Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.