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 Bolivia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 David Bowie 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 The Buckinghams to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Star Department. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Flesh Eaters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Agitation Free,
Radiohead,
Aloha Tigers,
Ultravox,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sam Rivers,
Mantronix,
Crispy Ambulance,
Second Layer,
Man Eating Sloth,
a-ha,
Lyres,
Letta Mbulu,
Ten City,
Mad Mike,
Stereo Dub,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
Judy Mowatt,
Ice-T,
Nas,
Graham Central Station,
The Leaves,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fall,
Japan,
Lucky Dragons,
Intrusion,
Moebius,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Invisible,
Fugazi,
Buzzcocks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
X-Ray Spex,
Hot Snakes,
Boz Scaggs,
The Count Five,
The Golliwogs,
Juan Atkins,
John Holt,
Unrelated Segments,
Motorama,
Ludus,
Simply Red,
The Happenings,
Supertramp,
the Soft Cell,
T. Rex,
JFA,
The Knickerbockers,
Liliput,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Crooked Eye,
Kas Product,
KRS-One,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.