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 Sweden and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 mellotron 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 Funkadelic to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang On A Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
One Last Wish,
Subhumans,
Stereo Dub,
Scan 7,
Susan Cadogan,
Heaven 17,
Gabor Szabo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
F. McDonald,
The Doobie Brothers,
Basic Channel,
Wolf Eyes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Quando Quango,
Dennis Brown,
Main Source,
Babytalk,
Gichy Dan,
Roger Hodgson,
Slave,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Blackbyrds,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Parry Music,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Goldenarms,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang Starr,
Outsiders,
The Zeros,
the Human League,
The Gap Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sam Rivers,
The Music Machine,
Hardrive,
Roy Ayers,
The Searchers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Anakelly,
Bootsy Collins,
Soft Cell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soft Machine,
The Mojo Men,
Faust,
Eve St. Jones,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lightning Bolt,
Oneida,
EPMD,
Infiniti,
Althea and Donna,
Scientists,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.