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 Ethiopia and from Lille.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 FM Einheit to the dance 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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Matthew Halsall,
The Pretty Things,
The Buckinghams,
8 Eyed Spy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mission of Burma,
Moss Icon,
Scrapy,
Scientists,
The Dead C,
Cluster,
Television,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Con Funk Shun,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Severed Heads,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
kango's stein massive,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
X-102,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fatback Band,
Barrington Levy,
Ralphi Rosario,
DNA,
Y Pants,
Morten Harket,
Terry Callier,
the Association,
Organ,
PIL,
Pulsallama,
Patti Smith,
The Smoke,
Nirvana,
The Young Rascals,
Chris & Cosey,
Eve St. Jones,
Audionom,
The Remains,
the Germs,
Black Sheep,
Lalann,
Donny Hathaway,
The Sonics,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Barry Ungar,
Howard Jones,
Nils Olav,
Marvin Gaye,
The Cowsills,
Alison Limerick,
Oblivians,
Byron Stingily,
Rod Modell,
Symarip,
Ultra Naté,
Roxy Music,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.