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 South Africa and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 X-101 to the disco 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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Dual Sessions,
B.T. Express,
Todd Terry,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Coltrane,
The Knickerbockers,
The Slits,
Adolescents,
Procol Harum,
Avey Tare,
Jeff Mills,
Suburban Knight,
The Fortunes,
Television Personalities,
The Sonics,
Ronnie Foster,
Excepter,
Jerry's Kids,
Alison Limerick,
The Cure,
E-Dancer,
X-Ray Spex,
The Victims,
The Detroit Cobras,
Make Up,
The Zeros,
Guru Guru,
Al Stewart,
Joensuu 1685,
Rekid,
Flamin' Groovies,
David Axelrod,
LL Cool J,
Yazoo,
Jandek,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Moss Icon,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Beau Brummels,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Matthew Halsall,
Lightning Bolt,
Jacob Miller,
Pole,
Japan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Music Machine,
Shuggie Otis,
Infiniti,
Barrington Levy,
H. Thieme,
Kaleidoscope,
Section 25,
Lou Christie,
Man Parrish,
Quando Quango,
Monolake,
T. Rex,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.