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 Micronesia and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Cosmic Jokers to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mo-Dettes,
Country Teasers,
Babytalk,
Mars,
X-101,
Average White Band,
X-Ray Spex,
Kerrie Biddell,
Black Sheep,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Oblivians,
The Gladiators,
The United States of America,
Underground Resistance,
Motorama,
Peter & Gordon,
The Skatalites,
The Five Americans,
Wolf Eyes,
The Cramps,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Suicide,
OOIOO,
the Soft Cell,
Basic Channel,
Tears for Fears,
Das Ding,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Associates,
Minny Pops,
Suburban Knight,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flash Fearless,
Boz Scaggs,
Ultravox,
Steve Hackett,
Whodini,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Amon Düül,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Davy DMX,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Spandau Ballet,
Marmalade,
Tim Buckley,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Slick Rick,
Aaron Thompson,
New York Dolls,
The Young Rascals,
Gastr Del Sol,
Q65,
Donald Byrd,
Jerry's Kids,
Kool Moe Dee,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.