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 Liberia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
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 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 David Bowie 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 Joyce Sims to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Blake Baxter,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dave Gahan,
Bang On A Can,
the Germs,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Leaves,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Grauzone,
the Sonics,
The Durutti Column,
The Kinks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Urselle,
Jerry's Kids,
Al Stewart,
The Raincoats,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lalann,
Lakeside,
Average White Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Eric Dolphy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Unrelated Segments,
Ituana,
the Slits,
Minor Threat,
Eurythmics,
Bush Tetras,
Drexciya,
Arab on Radar,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Byron Stingily,
Television,
Skarface,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Happenings,
Kenny Larkin,
JFA,
Make Up,
The Gories,
Stetsasonic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pagans,
kango's stein massive,
Eve St. Jones,
the Normal,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Maurizio,
The Mummies,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Fatback Band,
Judy Mowatt,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Crooked Eye,
The Fire Engines,
E-Dancer,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.