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 Bahrain and from London.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Warren Ellis to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Marine Girls,
Roxy Music,
The Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Deadbeat,
These Immortal Souls,
Alton Ellis,
Infiniti,
Half Japanese,
Yellowson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mr. Review,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Kinks,
Mantronix,
Albert Ayler,
The Young Rascals,
Mission of Burma,
Scientists,
Bluetip,
Lucky Dragons,
a-ha,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Con Funk Shun,
Ornette Coleman,
Soft Machine,
Technova,
Henry Cow,
Robert Wyatt,
Japan,
Monks,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Sonics,
Ituana,
Carl Craig,
Althea and Donna,
The Beau Brummels,
Aswad,
Marvin Gaye,
Marmalade,
Radiohead,
Mandrill,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
New York Dolls,
Swans,
Icehouse,
Smog,
Ohio Players,
Cal Tjader,
Judy Mowatt,
Dawn Penn,
Tears for Fears,
Neil Young,
Sight & Sound,
Malaria!,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ossler,
Magma,
Leonard Cohen,
Pantytec,
Maleditus Sound,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.