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 Tuvalu and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Shoche to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
Sällskapet,
John Coltrane,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mandrill,
Janne Schatter,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Susan Cadogan,
Soft Machine,
The Leaves,
Q and Not U,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Donald Byrd,
Adolescents,
Kerri Chandler,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Saccharine Trust,
8 Eyed Spy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
New Order,
The Misunderstood,
Cal Tjader,
The Associates,
Yaz,
The Selecter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Drexciya,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Popol Vuh,
Fugazi,
The Gap Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cheater Slicks,
The Birthday Party,
Bill Wells,
Aloha Tigers,
The Count Five,
Lindisfarne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roy Ayers,
The Litter,
Darondo,
Blake Baxter,
The Five Americans,
Quantec,
Derrick Morgan,
Eve St. Jones,
Nation of Ulysses,
Barclay James Harvest,
Connie Case,
Kurtis Blow,
Dual Sessions,
The Fire Engines,
Absolute Body Control,
Nirvana,
Michelle Simonal,
Main Source,
H. Thieme,
Mark Hollis,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.