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 Pakistan and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Dennis Brown to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
Jesper Dahlback,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nik Kershaw,
Erasure,
Quando Quango,
Masters at Work,
Supertramp,
Jeff Lynne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cybotron,
Outsiders,
The Standells,
Swell Maps,
Michelle Simonal,
Soulsonic Force,
Maleditus Sound,
Tim Buckley,
The Busters,
Sun Ra,
Massinfluence,
UT,
Schoolly D,
Popol Vuh,
The Cowsills,
Barbara Tucker,
Yusef Lateef,
Black Pus,
Jacob Miller,
The Fugs,
Danielle Patucci,
Joensuu 1685,
Soul Sonic Force,
Byron Stingily,
Magazine,
Ronnie Foster,
The Misunderstood,
Tomorrow,
Henry Cow,
Bootsy Collins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
La Düsseldorf,
The J.B.'s,
Brothers Johnson,
Malaria!,
the Fania All-Stars,
L. Decosne,
EPMD,
the Swans,
the Association,
Quantec,
The Pretty Things,
Warsaw,
Thee Headcoats,
Laurel Aitken,
Pylon,
Jawbox,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.