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 Spain and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Roy Ayers to the disco 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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heaven 17,
Steve Hackett,
Bad Manners,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ornette Coleman,
Janne Schatter,
Hoover,
Model 500,
the Swans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Alarm Clocks,
The Tremeloes,
Bobby Byrd,
Matthew Halsall,
Jeff Lynne,
Adolescents,
The Durutti Column,
Scion,
Cymande,
Unrelated Segments,
Subhumans,
Half Japanese,
Visage,
Mad Mike,
Roxette,
Panda Bear,
The American Breed,
The Move,
The Cure,
Man Parrish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Radiohead,
The Electric Prunes,
The Young Rascals,
Joensuu 1685,
Harmonia,
The Motions,
The Gap Band,
The Fuzztones,
Patti Smith,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lindisfarne,
PIL,
Underground Resistance,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Pus,
Sight & Sound,
JFA,
Main Source,
Average White Band,
Grauzone,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rotary Connection,
Nick Fraelich,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fall,
Joyce Sims,
Cecil Taylor,
Alphaville,
Iggy Pop,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.