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 Israel and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lille.
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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lindisfarne to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Leonard Cohen,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soul II Soul,
The Monks,
Royal Trux,
Todd Terry,
Amon Düül II,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ultra Naté,
Johnny Clarke,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kerri Chandler,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sandy B,
Quando Quango,
Brothers Johnson,
Radiohead,
Barry Ungar,
Alton Ellis,
Alison Limerick,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Fall,
Joensuu 1685,
This Heat,
Gastr Del Sol,
Glambeats Corp.,
The New Christs,
The Misunderstood,
The Electric Prunes,
Quadrant,
A Certain Ratio,
The Smoke,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Flamin' Groovies,
Severed Heads,
Delta 5,
The Five Americans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Slits,
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Spandau Ballet,
Roxy Music,
the Sonics,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Trojans,
Pylon,
Scott Walker,
The Cure,
Dual Sessions,
Pussy Galore,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Shadows of Knight,
Robert Görl,
Idris Muhammad,
Monks,
E-Dancer,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The J.B.'s,
Delon & Dalcan,
Can,
New Order,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.