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 Palau and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Underground Resistance to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion 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?
Michelle Simonal,
X-101,
Hasil Adkins,
Hoover,
Eli Mardock,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ultravox,
New Age Steppers,
Patti Smith,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Swans,
Mad Mike,
The Electric Prunes,
The Fortunes,
Guru Guru,
Massinfluence,
Donald Byrd,
Kool Moe Dee,
Altered Images,
Bobby Womack,
Sparks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Livin' Joy,
Electric Prunes,
Sixth Finger,
Prince Buster,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Technova,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tommy Roe,
Hardrive,
Neil Young,
Heaven 17,
Cameo,
Tim Buckley,
John Holt,
Kurtis Blow,
John Foxx,
Jacques Brel,
Isaac Hayes,
EPMD,
Derrick May,
Faust,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Maurizio,
The Fire Engines,
Deakin,
Funkadelic,
Barry Ungar,
Groovy Waters,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Zeros,
Lucky Dragons,
Ohio Players,
Aloha Tigers,
Don Cherry,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.