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 Hungary and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Glasgow.
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 mellotron 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 Graham Central Station to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Freddie Wadling,
Peter & Gordon,
Television Personalities,
Mandrill,
Andrew Hill,
Blossom Toes,
James White and The Blacks,
The Mojo Men,
Eli Mardock,
Lakeside,
The Alarm Clocks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Soul II Soul,
June of 44,
Royal Trux,
Jimmy McGriff,
Quando Quango,
Con Funk Shun,
Japan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Delta 5,
Lindisfarne,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
U.S. Maple,
Davy DMX,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Magazine,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Amazonics,
Gang of Four,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Bananas,
New Age Steppers,
The New Christs,
Joe Smooth,
Isaac Hayes,
Niagra,
The Young Rascals,
E-Dancer,
Trumans Water,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Spoonie Gee,
FM Einheit,
Peter and Kerry,
The Golliwogs,
Arthur Verocai,
The J.B.'s,
Moby Grape,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Crime,
Ossler,
Surgeon,
The Stooges,
Fear,
Procol Harum,
R.M.O.,
Dead Boys,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.