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 Korea North 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar 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 Boredoms to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Sparks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Essential Logic,
Michelle Simonal,
Underground Resistance,
Bizarre Inc.,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gang Gang Dance,
Funky Four + One,
Gang of Four,
The Birthday Party,
Excepter,
World's Most,
Kool Moe Dee,
Robert Wyatt,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
David McCallum,
a-ha,
The Blackbyrds,
Unrelated Segments,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Swans,
In Retrospect,
Henry Cow,
Bobby Womack,
the Normal,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aural Exciters,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Laurel Aitken,
Joensuu 1685,
The Smiths,
D'Angelo,
Pantaleimon,
La Düsseldorf,
The Standells,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Massinfluence,
R.M.O.,
Sexual Harrassment,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Modern Lovers,
The Electric Prunes,
Minnie Riperton,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Harmonia,
The Velvet Underground,
Gabor Szabo,
JFA,
Marmalade,
Barrington Levy,
Nas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The American Breed,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Skatalites,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.