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 Angola and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 funk 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Sam Rivers,
The Modern Lovers,
Unrelated Segments,
Slave,
Chris & Cosey,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Blancmange,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Clear Light,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Visage,
Reuben Wilson,
Schoolly D,
Agent Orange,
Depeche Mode,
Fatback Band,
Sixth Finger,
Funkadelic,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Man Parrish,
Index,
The Misunderstood,
Mandrill,
Archie Shepp,
Derrick May,
the Normal,
Dark Day,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Public Enemy,
Das Ding,
Subhumans,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
ABBA,
Model 500,
Robert Wyatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
KRS-One,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Fuzztones,
MDC,
Oblivians,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
FM Einheit,
Marvin Gaye,
The Velvet Underground,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Cowsills,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Neil Young,
Tropical Tobacco,
Charles Mingus,
the Fania All-Stars,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.