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 London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the techno 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Jerry's Kids,
Yazoo,
Vainqueur,
Scott Walker,
Soul II Soul,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jeff Lynne,
OOIOO,
Qualms,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Colin Newman,
Alison Limerick,
Motorama,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Au Pairs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Letta Mbulu,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Cowsills,
The Monochrome Set,
Simply Red,
Infiniti,
Fad Gadget,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Moebius,
Youth Brigade,
Aloha Tigers,
Wasted Youth,
The Fuzztones,
Amon Düül II,
Average White Band,
Deepchord,
The Evens,
Danielle Patucci,
The Music Machine,
the Sonics,
Laurel Aitken,
the Germs,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scan 7,
The Misunderstood,
Joe Smooth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jacques Brel,
Hasil Adkins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joe Finger,
Audionom,
Cluster,
The Monks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Model 500,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Raincoats,
Swans,
Yellowson,
Icehouse,
JFA,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.