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 Armenia and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 synthesizer 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 Technova to the jazz 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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Mandrill,
Unrelated Segments,
The Cowsills,
Ludus,
Mantronix,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Urselle,
Cameo,
Slick Rick,
The Slackers,
Make Up,
Bluetip,
Gastr Del Sol,
Swell Maps,
Matthew Halsall,
Tres Demented,
Black Flag,
World's Most,
Unwound,
Lungfish,
Stereo Dub,
The Divine Comedy,
Crime,
Derrick May,
Nick Fraelich,
Dark Day,
Stetsasonic,
The Real Kids,
Radio Birdman,
Kayak,
The Cramps,
The Last Poets,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scott Walker,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Main Source,
T. Rex,
Parry Music,
The Black Dice,
Television,
Colin Newman,
Mo-Dettes,
Albert Ayler,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
AZ,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Deadbeat,
The Grass Roots,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
MDC,
Byron Stingily,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Johnny Clarke,
The Toasters,
Faust,
Pussy Galore,
John Holt,
Susan Cadogan,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.