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 Pakistan and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jeff Lynne to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Aswad,
Flipper,
The Fall,
Monks,
Mad Mike,
Reagan Youth,
This Heat,
Man Eating Sloth,
Crooked Eye,
Gerry Rafferty,
Make Up,
Delta 5,
Outsiders,
The Monks,
Mars,
The Slackers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Durutti Column,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Amazonics,
Warsaw,
Crash Course in Science,
Pussy Galore,
Moss Icon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Soft Machine,
Brass Construction,
Yazoo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fugazi,
These Immortal Souls,
Sugar Minott,
Rakim,
Cal Tjader,
Moebius,
Terrestrial Tones,
Simply Red,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radiohead,
The Knickerbockers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hardrive,
Zapp,
a-ha,
Gong,
Metal Thangz,
Motorama,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
FM Einheit,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lalo Schifrin,
Reuben Wilson,
Pere Ubu,
Sun City Girls,
Ultra Naté,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.