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 Congo and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Josef K to the funk 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 Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
These Immortal Souls,
the Bar-Kays,
Aloha Tigers,
Cheater Slicks,
Tom Boy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Derrick Morgan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Zero Boys,
Jimmy McGriff,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Icehouse,
Deepchord,
Talk Talk,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Shuggie Otis,
X-Ray Spex,
Mantronix,
The Standells,
Soft Machine,
Juan Atkins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hasil Adkins,
The Young Rascals,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hardrive,
The Barracudas,
Jandek,
The Pop Group,
Pantaleimon,
Interpol,
The Kinks,
Cecil Taylor,
Drexciya,
KRS-One,
The Skatalites,
Gang Starr,
Henry Cow,
The Buckinghams,
The Gap Band,
Stiv Bators,
Basic Channel,
David McCallum,
Blancmange,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Monks,
Banda Bassotti,
Index,
Quando Quango,
Arcadia,
The Tremeloes,
Negative Approach,
Peter and Kerry,
Connie Case,
Black Bananas,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Infiniti,
The Slackers,
The Gun Club,
8 Eyed Spy,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.