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 Montenegro and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 808 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 Grauzone to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
The Human League,
John Foxx,
Donald Byrd,
The Sound,
The Pop Group,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Letta Mbulu,
Swell Maps,
Goldenarms,
Sandy B,
Robert Görl,
The Modern Lovers,
Television Personalities,
Sound Behaviour,
New Order,
Rosa Yemen,
Sunsets and Hearts,
L. Decosne,
Sarah Menescal,
Roxette,
China Crisis,
The Associates,
Erasure,
Joensuu 1685,
AZ,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Altered Images,
Can,
Lalo Schifrin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Von Mondo,
Guru Guru,
Joe Finger,
The Doobie Brothers,
Chris Corsano,
Tears for Fears,
The Velvet Underground,
Franke,
Marc Almond,
Mantronix,
June Days,
The Slackers,
Warsaw,
B.T. Express,
8 Eyed Spy,
Underground Resistance,
Surgeon,
David McCallum,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Isaac Hayes,
The Cure,
Das Ding,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Sherman,
Neil Young,
Lungfish,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scan 7,
Barrington Levy,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.