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 Vanuatu and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Marcia Griffiths to the rap 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Subhumans,
Reagan Youth,
Ken Boothe,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Whodini,
Jeff Lynne,
Camberwell Now,
John Cale,
New York Dolls,
Tomorrow,
Jacob Miller,
Desert Stars,
New Order,
The Evens,
Rod Modell,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rufus Thomas,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lalo Schifrin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Gories,
Aural Exciters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Smoke,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Modern Lovers,
The Electric Prunes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gang Gang Dance,
Nation of Ulysses,
Oneida,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Hot Snakes,
The Mojo Men,
Half Japanese,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Niagra,
Al Stewart,
Terry Callier,
Kevin Saunderson,
Hardrive,
AZ,
Masters at Work,
Talk Talk,
Bizarre Inc.,
Flipper,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
10cc,
Q65,
Delta 5,
Mary Jane Girls,
Japan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Offenders,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bang On A Can,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.