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 Estonia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 clarinet 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 Lalann to the crunk 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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Steve Hackett,
Spandau Ballet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Fire Engines,
Laurel Aitken,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
EPMD,
Sugar Minott,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mantronix,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Seeds,
Chrome,
Mary Jane Girls,
Girls At Our Best!,
KRS-One,
John Holt,
Saccharine Trust,
Barry Ungar,
Bob Dylan,
The J.B.'s,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nils Olav,
Thompson Twins,
Lower 48,
Bobby Sherman,
The Pretty Things,
The Young Rascals,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sound Behaviour,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Funkadelic,
Negative Approach,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Golliwogs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gang Starr,
Kas Product,
Swans,
Stetsasonic,
Ultravox,
Magazine,
UT,
Kayak,
Fluxion,
Funky Four + One,
Shuggie Otis,
Davy DMX,
Scratch Acid,
Scion,
Bobby Byrd,
Alphaville,
Brand Nubian,
Derrick Morgan,
Sandy B,
Pagans,
The Happenings,
Niagra,
Ronan,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.