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 Zambia and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Motions to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Swans,
Moby Grape,
Model 500,
Public Image Ltd.,
Iggy Pop,
Soul II Soul,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Youth Brigade,
Bush Tetras,
Ten City,
Maurizio,
Jacob Miller,
Lungfish,
EPMD,
K-Klass,
The Walker Brothers,
Banda Bassotti,
Graham Central Station,
Wings,
David Bowie,
Tom Boy,
Fad Gadget,
Swell Maps,
Johnny Clarke,
UT,
Colin Newman,
the Sonics,
Cheater Slicks,
Vladislav Delay,
The Moody Blues,
This Heat,
Bobby Womack,
The Knickerbockers,
Echospace,
The Evens,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joe Finger,
U.S. Maple,
Chris Corsano,
Ponytail,
The American Breed,
Kerri Chandler,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Chrome,
Traffic Nightmare,
Hardrive,
cv313,
Liliput,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Index,
Alphaville,
Pylon,
Al Stewart,
Marine Girls,
Oneida,
The Monks,
Terrestrial Tones,
Groovy Waters,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.