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 Vietnam and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Leaves to the rock 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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs 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 Happenings,
Ornette Coleman,
L. Decosne,
Minnie Riperton,
EPMD,
The Seeds,
One Last Wish,
Cheater Slicks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Fire Engines,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Los Fastidios,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joyce Sims,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Motions,
Neil Young,
Fugazi,
Idris Muhammad,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Circle Jerks,
The Knickerbockers,
E-Dancer,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
These Immortal Souls,
Delta 5,
The Index,
Warren Ellis,
Jacob Miller,
DJ Sneak,
The Dirtbombs,
Flash Fearless,
Radiopuhelimet,
Alison Limerick,
Robert Hood,
Charles Mingus,
Leonard Cohen,
JFA,
Urselle,
Ludus,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Icehouse,
John Lydon,
kango's stein massive,
Nation of Ulysses,
Silicon Teens,
Mantronix,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Buckinghams,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Piero Umiliani,
The Wake,
The Neon Judgement,
Joy Division,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Todd Terry,
Blancmange,
Amon Düül II,
The Slackers,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.