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 Guyana and from Philadelphia.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Iggy Pop to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Pantytec,
One Last Wish,
The Victims,
Faraquet,
The Seeds,
Kevin Saunderson,
ABC,
Goldenarms,
Sällskapet,
Brass Construction,
the Human League,
Radiopuhelimet,
Avey Tare,
DJ Style,
Gichy Dan,
The Techniques,
Pierre Henry,
Peter & Gordon,
Chris Corsano,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kerri Chandler,
Kenny Larkin,
Soulsonic Force,
MDC,
the Sonics,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cal Tjader,
Joy Division,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
cv313,
Josef K,
The Busters,
Freddie Wadling,
Althea and Donna,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Scott Walker,
Half Japanese,
U.S. Maple,
Cheater Slicks,
Tommy Roe,
T.S.O.L.,
Livin' Joy,
Ossler,
Surgeon,
Prince Buster,
Crispian St. Peters,
Moebius,
Talk Talk,
Soft Machine,
Cymande,
Theoretical Girls,
MC5,
The Standells,
Tubeway Army,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.