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 Antigua and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band to the rock 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Basic Channel,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Hashim,
The Cure,
The Invisible,
Rod Modell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Arab on Radar,
Grauzone,
Danielle Patucci,
UT,
Fluxion,
The Stooges,
Brothers Johnson,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ornette Coleman,
Sister Nancy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kenny Larkin,
Khruangbin,
The Knickerbockers,
Aural Exciters,
Circle Jerks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ten City,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bizarre Inc.,
Hardrive,
The Blues Magoos,
Josef K,
Crispian St. Peters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Moleskins,
Depeche Mode,
Ohio Players,
Bad Manners,
Arthur Verocai,
Jeff Lynne,
Rakim,
Tears for Fears,
Piero Umiliani,
The Litter,
Gabor Szabo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
June Days,
Dark Day,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Red Krayola,
Inner City,
Matthew Halsall,
Moby Grape,
Skaos,
Reagan Youth,
Scientists,
The Beau Brummels,
The Grass Roots,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Monolake,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.