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 Dominican Republic and from Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Steve Hackett to the electroclash 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Roger Hodgson,
Quantec,
Piero Umiliani,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pantaleimon,
Bootsy Collins,
Jandek,
Howard Jones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Boredoms,
Country Teasers,
Ornette Coleman,
Gang of Four,
Minor Threat,
Toni Rubio,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Johnny Clarke,
Das Ding,
Sarah Menescal,
Glenn Branca,
Ituana,
The Modern Lovers,
Dave Gahan,
The Fugs,
Stiv Bators,
Ten City,
The Alarm Clocks,
Average White Band,
Deakin,
Black Sheep,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Roxy Music,
Eddi Front,
Rotary Connection,
Sonny Sharrock,
Circle Jerks,
Angry Samoans,
Section 25,
Graham Central Station,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dennis Brown,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Moebius,
Robert Hood,
8 Eyed Spy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cybotron,
The Sonics,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Shuggie Otis,
Steve Hackett,
Terry Callier,
Janne Schatter,
Suburban Knight,
Peter and Kerry,
Ponytail,
The Skatalites,
The Gladiators,
Jawbox,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.