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 Suriname and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Scan 7 to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Tom Boy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deadbeat,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
OOIOO,
Monks,
Easy Going,
Quantec,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Inner City,
The Sound,
Marine Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Silicon Teens,
Lower 48,
Yusef Lateef,
The Doobie Brothers,
Amon Düül II,
Sonic Youth,
Cybotron,
Motorama,
The Toasters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Standells,
Little Man,
Bobby Sherman,
Quando Quango,
Nik Kershaw,
Kurtis Blow,
The Red Krayola,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scientists,
Aaron Thompson,
Juan Atkins,
Graham Central Station,
Harmonia,
Rekid,
B.T. Express,
Royal Trux,
Danielle Patucci,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Index,
The Fortunes,
The Smoke,
Fugazi,
Suburban Knight,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Skatalites,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Janne Schatter,
ABC,
The American Breed,
Zero Boys,
48th St. Collective,
Dawn Penn,
Negative Approach,
Scrapy,
Soulsonic Force,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.