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 Rwanda and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mandrill to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Martian,
The Trojans,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ronan,
Matthew Halsall,
John Holt,
Harpers Bizarre,
Black Pus,
Roger Hodgson,
The Selecter,
Peter and Kerry,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Smiths,
Supertramp,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eli Mardock,
Chris & Cosey,
Jeff Lynne,
Boredoms,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Brand Nubian,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rod Modell,
Public Enemy,
Michelle Simonal,
Gang of Four,
Whodini,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Kinks,
Al Stewart,
The Happenings,
Dave Gahan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Delta 5,
Lou Christie,
The Toasters,
Unwound,
Suicide,
Black Flag,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Technova,
John Cale,
Q and Not U,
Pulsallama,
Jandek,
Henry Cow,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Marvin Gaye,
U.S. Maple,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Flamin' Groovies,
cv313,
Jerry's Kids,
Robert Hood,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Victims,
Bob Dylan,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.