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 Uruguay and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar 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 Brothers Johnson to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow 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?
The Fugs,
Excepter,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Associates,
Alice Coltrane,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jimmy McGriff,
Matthew Halsall,
The Neon Judgement,
Minutemen,
Rufus Thomas,
Terrestrial Tones,
Maleditus Sound,
Darondo,
The Gap Band,
Girls At Our Best!,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pet Shop Boys,
One Last Wish,
Rekid,
Cybotron,
The Sonics,
The Modern Lovers,
David McCallum,
The Offenders,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Qualms,
Gang Green,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Josef K,
The Real Kids,
Echospace,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Flipper,
The Monks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Five Americans,
New York Dolls,
Mars,
Man Eating Sloth,
Scott Walker,
Delta 5,
The Kinks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Mad Mike,
Groovy Waters,
Gong,
New Order,
Stetsasonic,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Althea and Donna,
Funkadelic,
Erasure,
The Invisible,
Minny Pops,
Tomorrow,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ronnie Foster,
Kayak,
June of 44,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.