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 Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 arpeggiator 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 Quadrant to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Albert Ayler,
Massinfluence,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Motions,
The Sonics,
Radiohead,
Sugar Minott,
Intrusion,
Anakelly,
Bill Wells,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Severed Heads,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Happenings,
The Count Five,
The Zeros,
Scrapy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Real Kids,
Soul II Soul,
Black Bananas,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Offenders,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Pop Group,
Joyce Sims,
Peter & Gordon,
Banda Bassotti,
Kerrie Biddell,
Electric Prunes,
Mission of Burma,
Livin' Joy,
Pagans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bill Near,
John Cale,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Black Dice,
Lungfish,
The Fortunes,
Dawn Penn,
F. McDonald,
Scientists,
The Durutti Column,
David McCallum,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lakeside,
Con Funk Shun,
Ice-T,
Rapeman,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Normal,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sam Rivers,
Agitation Free,
Underground Resistance,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.