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 Greece and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
The Five Americans,
The Sonics,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lightning Bolt,
Gabor Szabo,
Cheater Slicks,
The Associates,
Television,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Moby Grape,
Eddi Front,
Oneida,
Groovy Waters,
The Happenings,
Animal Collective,
Ponytail,
Wolf Eyes,
Rod Modell,
Gang Green,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Tremeloes,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
AZ,
Derrick May,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bobby Womack,
Arthur Verocai,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Dead C,
Supertramp,
Amon Düül,
Babytalk,
Monks,
Loose Ends,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bang On A Can,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lucky Dragons,
Idris Muhammad,
Deepchord,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
One Last Wish,
Pantaleimon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Barbara Tucker,
Soulsonic Force,
Cameo,
Intrusion,
Unwound,
Thompson Twins,
Bobby Sherman,
James White and The Blacks,
Black Bananas,
Ice-T,
Qualms,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tommy Roe,
Robert Görl,
Sällskapet,
Scan 7,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.