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 Ivory Coast and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Easy Going to the rock 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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Derrick May,
Soul II Soul,
Crime,
Soul Sonic Force,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Junior Murvin,
Jandek,
The Count Five,
Bad Manners,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Mummies,
Lou Reed,
Sun City Girls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fire Engines,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Model 500,
Crispy Ambulance,
Terrestrial Tones,
Blancmange,
Make Up,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lindisfarne,
The Young Rascals,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Foxx,
Rhythm & Sound,
Marmalade,
the Human League,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Index,
Fat Boys,
Electric Prunes,
Davy DMX,
Robert Wyatt,
Cymande,
Rapeman,
Main Source,
In Retrospect,
Chris & Cosey,
Accadde A,
The Skatalites,
ABBA,
Warren Ellis,
Unrelated Segments,
Flipper,
Carl Craig,
FM Einheit,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fad Gadget,
Whodini,
Ornette Coleman,
Quantec,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Brass Construction,
June of 44,
Glenn Branca,
Altered Images,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Saints,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.