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 Seychelles and from Johannesburg.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Zero Boys to the punk 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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Technova,
Eddi Front,
the Association,
Soul II Soul,
Scrapy,
Dark Day,
Matthew Halsall,
cv313,
Letta Mbulu,
Quantec,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nik Kershaw,
Pharoah Sanders,
Henry Cow,
Malaria!,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Monks,
Monks,
The Alarm Clocks,
Reuben Wilson,
Babytalk,
DNA,
Juan Atkins,
Main Source,
Chris & Cosey,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Happenings,
The Saints,
Jerry Gold Smith,
MC5,
Pantaleimon,
Pere Ubu,
Nils Olav,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Shuggie Otis,
The Index,
Bauhaus,
Scott Walker,
Make Up,
Massinfluence,
Bobby Byrd,
Dual Sessions,
Whodini,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jeff Lynne,
Black Pus,
Faust,
The Fortunes,
Minny Pops,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rekid,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mark Hollis,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Peter and Kerry,
Aloha Tigers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Velvet Underground,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.