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 Dominica and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 harpsichord 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 Sun City Girls to the crunk 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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Delta 5,
Fela Kuti,
Pantytec,
48th St. Collective,
Juan Atkins,
The Happenings,
Davy DMX,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Warren Ellis,
Jacques Brel,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Monochrome Set,
The Standells,
The Shadows of Knight,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marc Almond,
Bush Tetras,
Saccharine Trust,
Sugar Minott,
Andrew Hill,
Metal Thangz,
Don Cherry,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crooked Eye,
Deadbeat,
Oblivians,
Mantronix,
The Detroit Cobras,
Joy Division,
DJ Sneak,
Ultravox,
10cc,
Panda Bear,
China Crisis,
Scratch Acid,
The Busters,
Jeff Lynne,
the Association,
Television Personalities,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gichy Dan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ponytail,
Josef K,
the Bar-Kays,
Todd Rundgren,
The Dave Clark Five,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tres Demented,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Vladislav Delay,
Anakelly,
Procol Harum,
The American Breed,
Eden Ahbez,
The Black Dice,
Chris Corsano,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.