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 Cyprus and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 rhodes 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 One Last Wish to the electroclash 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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Joe Finger,
John Coltrane,
Tropical Tobacco,
Agent Orange,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Royal Trux,
Basic Channel,
Pole,
Harpers Bizarre,
Drive Like Jehu,
Yaz,
Banda Bassotti,
Yazoo,
Kurtis Blow,
Barbara Tucker,
The Five Americans,
Stockholm Monsters,
Trumans Water,
Arthur Verocai,
Soulsonic Force,
The Tremeloes,
the Soft Cell,
H. Thieme,
Sixth Finger,
Panda Bear,
Rod Modell,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pagans,
Blancmange,
Cecil Taylor,
The Blackbyrds,
Dawn Penn,
Easy Going,
Eric Copeland,
Todd Rundgren,
Harmonia,
The Sonics,
T. Rex,
PIL,
Mantronix,
Roxette,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scientists,
the Bar-Kays,
The Monochrome Set,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bush Tetras,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Toni Rubio,
The J.B.'s,
The Slackers,
E-Dancer,
Saccharine Trust,
The Grass Roots,
DJ Style,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Newcleus,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.