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 Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bronski Beat to the grunge 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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
The Shadows of Knight,
X-102,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Brothers Johnson,
10cc,
Lalann,
Hashim,
Roy Ayers,
Sarah Menescal,
The Sonics,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Colin Newman,
ABBA,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sixth Finger,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Donald Byrd,
The Skatalites,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Pop Group,
Minor Threat,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Unwound,
Excepter,
Marc Almond,
Lalo Schifrin,
Suburban Knight,
Dual Sessions,
Young Marble Giants,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Grass Roots,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eric B and Rakim,
Warren Ellis,
Ohio Players,
CMW,
Symarip,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
kango's stein massive,
Piero Umiliani,
Spoonie Gee,
The Cowsills,
Crash Course in Science,
Talk Talk,
Jacques Brel,
Flipper,
Juan Atkins,
Derrick Morgan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Vainqueur,
The Happenings,
Bill Wells,
Bang On A Can,
Black Sheep,
Banda Bassotti,
The Pretty Things,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.