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 Afghanistan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 sitar 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 Funky Four + One to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Bluetip,
Hasil Adkins,
Agent Orange,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Misunderstood,
Morten Harket,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cal Tjader,
The Blues Magoos,
Kool Moe Dee,
Infiniti,
Rhythm & Sound,
Organ,
Zero Boys,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Soft Cell,
8 Eyed Spy,
Joy Division,
Janne Schatter,
The Human League,
A Certain Ratio,
Brick,
Icehouse,
Bill Near,
Main Source,
Sarah Menescal,
Iggy Pop,
Fad Gadget,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Sound,
Dual Sessions,
Rufus Thomas,
Nirvana,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
One Last Wish,
Don Cherry,
ABC,
Mandrill,
Talk Talk,
Black Bananas,
Sister Nancy,
Technova,
The Toasters,
Leonard Cohen,
Bootsy Collins,
Sparks,
Suicide,
Lakeside,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wings,
Masters at Work,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Crispy Ambulance,
AZ,
Pylon,
Sonic Youth,
Au Pairs,
Guru Guru,
Scan 7,
Swans,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.