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 Guinea-Bissau and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lille.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gang Green to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 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 Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Kayak,
Rakim,
The Toasters,
Guru Guru,
Maleditus Sound,
Michelle Simonal,
The Neon Judgement,
Television Personalities,
Barbara Tucker,
Easy Going,
Soulsonic Force,
Pantytec,
Roy Ayers,
Zero Boys,
The Kinks,
Donny Hathaway,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Amazonics,
The Human League,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Mojo Men,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
John Cale,
Second Layer,
Liliput,
The Moleskins,
Cybotron,
The Knickerbockers,
Lungfish,
Khruangbin,
Maurizio,
The Motions,
the Fania All-Stars,
Underground Resistance,
Motorama,
Rapeman,
Country Teasers,
Junior Murvin,
the Soft Cell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Chris & Cosey,
Scott Walker,
ABBA,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Dave Clark Five,
Patti Smith,
Agent Orange,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lyres,
Pet Shop Boys,
Vladislav Delay,
F. McDonald,
B.T. Express,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Flipper,
Pulsallama,
Blancmange,
Black Bananas,
Supertramp,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.