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 Singapore and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb 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 Rod Modell to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Janne Schatter,
Isaac Hayes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Roxy Music,
Bizarre Inc.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
These Immortal Souls,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Section 25,
Eden Ahbez,
The Last Poets,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Raincoats,
The Angels of Light,
Soulsonic Force,
Al Stewart,
Bill Near,
Hoover,
Kerrie Biddell,
Main Source,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eric B and Rakim,
Iggy Pop,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rites of Spring,
Lungfish,
The Associates,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Country Teasers,
The Black Dice,
Alton Ellis,
Bootsy Collins,
Silicon Teens,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rotary Connection,
Eric Dolphy,
Mad Mike,
X-102,
Symarip,
The Birthday Party,
The Litter,
Motorama,
Hot Snakes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Barracudas,
H. Thieme,
Easy Going,
K-Klass,
The Golliwogs,
Yazoo,
Nick Fraelich,
B.T. Express,
Sound Behaviour,
Robert Görl,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Niagra,
Jesper Dahlback,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.