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 Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord 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 T. Rex to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
A Certain Ratio,
Derrick Morgan,
Robert Wyatt,
The Monochrome Set,
Loose Ends,
John Lydon,
Morten Harket,
Neu!,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Saints,
Parry Music,
cv313,
Model 500,
Gang Starr,
Al Stewart,
Terry Callier,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Sonics,
The Slits,
Stereo Dub,
Eurythmics,
Fugazi,
Sun Ra,
Camberwell Now,
Camouflage,
Tomorrow,
Maleditus Sound,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Porter Ricks,
June Days,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Skarface,
Peter & Gordon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Index,
James Chance & The Contortions,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The United States of America,
Mantronix,
Erasure,
Buzzcocks,
Lucky Dragons,
The Fortunes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Echospace,
Jeru the Damaja,
Can,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
World's Most,
Eden Ahbez,
The Wake,
Theoretical Girls,
Ronan,
Amazonics,
Section 25,
The Stooges,
The Happenings,
Surgeon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Animal Collective,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.