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 Azerbaijan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Technova to the electroclash 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Dark Day,
Deadbeat,
the Bar-Kays,
Monolake,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Leonard Cohen,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Agitation Free,
Scientists,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Althea and Donna,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Kinks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sun Ra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Delon & Dalcan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
ABBA,
The Happenings,
The Searchers,
The Gladiators,
The Modern Lovers,
Swans,
Sight & Sound,
Patti Smith,
Robert Wyatt,
Kurtis Blow,
Mars,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tommy Roe,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eli Mardock,
Todd Terry,
Glenn Branca,
Ice-T,
Tres Demented,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Smoke,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Prince Buster,
Chrome,
Section 25,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Severed Heads,
Visage,
The Mojo Men,
Drexciya,
Ludus,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rufus Thomas,
Jeff Lynne,
Yaz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
New York Dolls,
Cheater Slicks,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.