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 Finland and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Franke,
The Smiths,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Minutemen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Misunderstood,
The Cure,
Sight & Sound,
Cybotron,
New Age Steppers,
The Detroit Cobras,
8 Eyed Spy,
Das Ding,
Lungfish,
X-101,
Echospace,
Jeff Lynne,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Amon Düül II,
Leonard Cohen,
Funkadelic,
Lalo Schifrin,
Agitation Free,
Circle Jerks,
Essential Logic,
The Real Kids,
The Fall,
ABC,
Donny Hathaway,
Ludus,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Pretty Things,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mantronix,
Spandau Ballet,
The Star Department,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Reed,
Delon & Dalcan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Tom Boy,
Eric Dolphy,
Hardrive,
Symarip,
Neil Young,
Deakin,
MC5,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gang of Four,
Ten City,
Basic Channel,
The Count Five,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joy Division,
World's Most,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Babytalk,
Guru Guru,
David Axelrod,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.