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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 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 Excepter to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Radio Birdman,
The Motions,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gerry Rafferty,
Average White Band,
Siglo XX,
Wings,
Franke,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Carl Craig,
DNA,
Y Pants,
Kaleidoscope,
Bill Wells,
kango's stein massive,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Victims,
Swans,
James White and The Blacks,
Erasure,
Gang of Four,
UT,
Eric Copeland,
The Tremeloes,
Black Pus,
Brand Nubian,
Groovy Waters,
Young Marble Giants,
Livin' Joy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
David McCallum,
Magma,
The Saints,
L. Decosne,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ultra Naté,
Ludus,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Funkadelic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Young Rascals,
Ponytail,
Soft Cell,
Erykah Badu,
The Doobie Brothers,
Michelle Simonal,
Mark Hollis,
Danielle Patucci,
Fluxion,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lou Reed,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lungfish,
Accadde A,
Deakin,
Wolf Eyes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.