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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Madrid.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the punk 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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Bush Tetras,
Whodini,
Fluxion,
Soft Cell,
Suburban Knight,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Velvet Underground,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Livin' Joy,
Radiohead,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mars,
Sparks,
Angry Samoans,
Tomorrow,
Delta 5,
Grey Daturas,
Jacob Miller,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ludus,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Human League,
Sex Pistols,
Ohio Players,
Derrick May,
Sonny Sharrock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kaleidoscope,
John Holt,
Country Teasers,
The Zeros,
Darondo,
Althea and Donna,
The Moleskins,
Mantronix,
Second Layer,
K-Klass,
Minny Pops,
the Slits,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Infiniti,
Jacques Brel,
Don Cherry,
Mission of Burma,
Morten Harket,
Gang Green,
Dark Day,
Simply Red,
Aloha Tigers,
Cecil Taylor,
D'Angelo,
Dave Gahan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Amazonics,
Ituana,
Pantaleimon,
Suicide,
Marvin Gaye,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.