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 Antigua and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Liliput to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Sällskapet,
The Shadows of Knight,
Country Teasers,
Rekid,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Steve Hackett,
Neil Young,
The Gap Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fear,
Tubeway Army,
Kaleidoscope,
X-102,
Terry Callier,
Schoolly D,
The Modern Lovers,
Suicide,
Joey Negro,
Jerry's Kids,
Subhumans,
The United States of America,
Gang Starr,
Gichy Dan,
Qualms,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scratch Acid,
Unwound,
Procol Harum,
Royal Trux,
Sarah Menescal,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Aural Exciters,
Public Enemy,
Guru Guru,
Blancmange,
Black Flag,
Colin Newman,
cv313,
Moss Icon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
E-Dancer,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Dennis Brown,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Arthur Verocai,
Cymande,
The New Christs,
Smog,
Freddie Wadling,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ultravox,
Amazonics,
Vainqueur,
Lindisfarne,
The Neon Judgement,
Negative Approach,
New Age Steppers,
Brand Nubian,
Marine Girls,
Godley & Creme,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.