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 Pakistan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Spandau Ballet to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
The Fortunes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jandek,
Vladislav Delay,
Johnny Clarke,
Mantronix,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fuzztones,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Howard Jones,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jimmy McGriff,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Silicon Teens,
Sun Ra,
the Slits,
Maleditus Sound,
Reagan Youth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bob Dylan,
Fat Boys,
Pagans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Blake Baxter,
Lou Reed,
Quantec,
Angry Samoans,
Robert Görl,
Aaron Thompson,
Clear Light,
Eric B and Rakim,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
OOIOO,
Hardrive,
The Monochrome Set,
The Doobie Brothers,
This Heat,
Fugazi,
The Fugs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Underground Resistance,
Albert Ayler,
Skaos,
Parry Music,
Easy Going,
Zapp,
The Golliwogs,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobby Byrd,
Al Stewart,
Television,
Derrick Morgan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Technova,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tears for Fears,
The Move,
Echospace,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.