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 Syria and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Glambeats Corp. to the crunk 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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
Suburban Knight,
Soul Sonic Force,
Maleditus Sound,
Reuben Wilson,
Drexciya,
Rotary Connection,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Bananas,
Skaos,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Zero Boys,
Procol Harum,
Wire,
Metal Thangz,
Black Moon,
Danielle Patucci,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joey Negro,
Eve St. Jones,
The Divine Comedy,
Desert Stars,
Amazonics,
Brothers Johnson,
The Count Five,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Knickerbockers,
The Fire Engines,
Alison Limerick,
Spandau Ballet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Birthday Party,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Cramps,
R.M.O.,
T.S.O.L.,
Flamin' Groovies,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bluetip,
Sixth Finger,
Robert Wyatt,
Cymande,
Hashim,
Blake Baxter,
Gang Green,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Moody Blues,
This Heat,
Bobby Sherman,
The J.B.'s,
Nik Kershaw,
Morten Harket,
Ice-T,
Aswad,
MDC,
Graham Central Station,
The Raincoats,
Eric Dolphy,
June Days,
Faust, Faust, Faust, Faust.
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.