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 Oman and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Zeros to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
B.T. Express,
Delta 5,
Unwound,
Underground Resistance,
Joey Negro,
the Sonics,
Mantronix,
Animal Collective,
The Move,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Donny Hathaway,
The Blues Magoos,
The Walker Brothers,
The Fire Engines,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
F. McDonald,
Arab on Radar,
Throbbing Gristle,
Average White Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nirvana,
Visage,
Wolf Eyes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Groovy Waters,
Anthony Braxton,
Yellowson,
Ten City,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bob Dylan,
The Fugs,
Dave Gahan,
Todd Rundgren,
Make Up,
Agent Orange,
Letta Mbulu,
Andrew Hill,
Jeff Mills,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Associates,
The Busters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Association,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mission of Burma,
Pole,
Can,
Derrick Morgan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
New Age Steppers,
Grauzone,
Alison Limerick,
Bobby Sherman,
The Black Dice,
Jandek,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Mojo Men,
John Cale,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.