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 Portland.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 guitar 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 cv313 to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Ice-T,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Motions,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Hot Snakes,
Wings,
The Gap Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Harry Pussy,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Golliwogs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jeff Lynne,
Eric Copeland,
Average White Band,
Siglo XX,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lalo Schifrin,
Girls At Our Best!,
New York Dolls,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Alton Ellis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Buckinghams,
Dennis Brown,
K-Klass,
Soulsonic Force,
The Beau Brummels,
the Association,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fela Kuti,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Von Mondo,
Sight & Sound,
Ludus,
Blancmange,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Delon & Dalcan,
A Certain Ratio,
Charles Mingus,
Motorama,
Sun Ra,
The Move,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Maurizio,
David Axelrod,
Theoretical Girls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amazonics,
Rapeman,
Metal Thangz,
Negative Approach,
David McCallum,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Normal,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Busters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.