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 Nicaragua and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Man Parrish to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lou Christie,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Yellowson,
Matthew Halsall,
Underground Resistance,
Vladislav Delay,
The Barracudas,
Suburban Knight,
Reagan Youth,
Aaron Thompson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Basic Channel,
June Days,
Jawbox,
Wings,
Neil Young,
Panda Bear,
Rotary Connection,
Danielle Patucci,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Soft Cell,
Nico,
Hardrive,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Desert Stars,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cybotron,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sugar Minott,
Funky Four + One,
Harpers Bizarre,
Chrome,
Derrick Morgan,
In Retrospect,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gastr Del Sol,
Country Teasers,
Kaleidoscope,
Mandrill,
The Blackbyrds,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lalo Schifrin,
Yaz,
Chris & Cosey,
Lucky Dragons,
Guru Guru,
Piero Umiliani,
Subhumans,
Soul II Soul,
Lalann,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Anakelly,
Shoche,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.