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 Luxembourg and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Yusef Lateef to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Slits,
Delon & Dalcan,
Smog,
the Association,
Pussy Galore,
Nick Fraelich,
Bizarre Inc.,
June of 44,
The Golliwogs,
H. Thieme,
Roger Hodgson,
Aswad,
Danielle Patucci,
Hoover,
Mary Jane Girls,
Supertramp,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pole,
The Fall,
Amazonics,
The Raincoats,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Robert Görl,
L. Decosne,
Bootsy Collins,
Hot Snakes,
Section 25,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bob Dylan,
Anthony Braxton,
Ronan,
The Count Five,
Flamin' Groovies,
Yazoo,
Suicide,
10cc,
Todd Rundgren,
Colin Newman,
Ultra Naté,
Outsiders,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joey Negro,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mandrill,
Max Romeo,
Man Eating Sloth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Porter Ricks,
Basic Channel,
Lakeside,
Junior Murvin,
Harmonia,
Average White Band,
Das Ding,
Vladislav Delay,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eli Mardock,
Clear Light,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.