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 Solomon Islands and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Moss Icon to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Remains. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eric Copeland,
Japan,
Basic Channel,
Monolake,
Cecil Taylor,
Inner City,
Aloha Tigers,
Roxette,
Hardrive,
Pulsallama,
The Skatalites,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Curtis Mayfield,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bill Wells,
Interpol,
a-ha,
Tom Boy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Essential Logic,
Ohio Players,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Franke,
Metal Thangz,
Sun Ra,
The Index,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ten City,
The Count Five,
Crispian St. Peters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
John Cale,
ABBA,
Black Pus,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Boz Scaggs,
Talk Talk,
Cabaret Voltaire,
John Foxx,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bootsy Collins,
Blake Baxter,
Scott Walker,
Con Funk Shun,
Spoonie Gee,
Fugazi,
Negative Approach,
Pussy Galore,
Lungfish,
Stetsasonic,
the Normal,
Unwound,
Moss Icon,
Cal Tjader,
Prince Buster,
The Knickerbockers,
Lyres,
Ornette Coleman,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.