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 Panama and from Sao Paulo.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron 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 Little Man 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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Funkadelic,
Erasure,
Scan 7,
Kaleidoscope,
Bush Tetras,
Organ,
The Leaves,
Bobby Sherman,
The Seeds,
Soul II Soul,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sun Ra,
Hasil Adkins,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Spandau Ballet,
Agent Orange,
Moss Icon,
Susan Cadogan,
Television Personalities,
Funky Four + One,
Alphaville,
Livin' Joy,
Maleditus Sound,
Todd Terry,
Simply Red,
The Monks,
Yazoo,
Accadde A,
Peter and Kerry,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Whodini,
Bill Wells,
The Monochrome Set,
Mary Jane Girls,
Cecil Taylor,
AZ,
Goldenarms,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Derrick May,
Kayak,
The Pop Group,
Fugazi,
Soul Sonic Force,
Black Sheep,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Star Department,
Kevin Saunderson,
T.S.O.L.,
Dorothy Ashby,
B.T. Express,
DNA,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bang On A Can,
Minny Pops,
Pantaleimon,
Trumans Water,
The Gories,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.