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 Andorra and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Dave Clark Five to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Lebanon Hanover,
Derrick Morgan,
Subhumans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scion,
Morten Harket,
Suicide,
Accadde A,
This Heat,
Kenny Larkin,
The Gories,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Slick Rick,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Blossom Toes,
The Cramps,
Vainqueur,
Charles Mingus,
Half Japanese,
The Victims,
Yaz,
Sällskapet,
The Buckinghams,
Stockholm Monsters,
Robert Hood,
David McCallum,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Electric Prunes,
China Crisis,
Agitation Free,
Hardrive,
Dawn Penn,
Anakelly,
Gabor Szabo,
Rekid,
Public Enemy,
Tomorrow,
Nico,
Adolescents,
The Young Rascals,
Bobby Womack,
the Swans,
Skriet,
Cal Tjader,
Sparks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
World's Most,
Marmalade,
Lightning Bolt,
Grey Daturas,
Todd Terry,
cv313,
Delta 5,
The Human League,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The American Breed,
Reuben Wilson,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.