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 East Timor and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Calgary and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar 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 Archie Shepp to the rock 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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
Oneida,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Index,
Altered Images,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The J.B.'s,
Suburban Knight,
Todd Rundgren,
Bad Manners,
Talk Talk,
Mandrill,
Slick Rick,
Bronski Beat,
Amazonics,
Technova,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cybotron,
Negative Approach,
Masters at Work,
The Doors,
World's Most,
Jeru the Damaja,
Josef K,
Robert Wyatt,
Heaven 17,
The Divine Comedy,
The Cowsills,
Jeff Lynne,
Pet Shop Boys,
Joe Smooth,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kenny Larkin,
Quantec,
The Neon Judgement,
Al Stewart,
Faust,
John Holt,
Schoolly D,
The Mojo Men,
Easy Going,
Section 25,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lalann,
The Star Department,
The Five Americans,
Intrusion,
Youth Brigade,
Yazoo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Litter,
The Slits,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Minny Pops,
Pere Ubu,
KRS-One,
Young Marble Giants,
Carl Craig,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.