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 Tonga and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Donald Fagen 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 L. Decosne to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
UT,
Aural Exciters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Agitation Free,
Mad Mike,
F. McDonald,
Soulsonic Force,
Roxy Music,
Eden Ahbez,
Gang of Four,
E-Dancer,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pulsallama,
X-Ray Spex,
Saccharine Trust,
John Coltrane,
Skaos,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
H. Thieme,
Maurizio,
Drive Like Jehu,
Davy DMX,
Fad Gadget,
Unwound,
Duran Duran,
The Fuzztones,
Bush Tetras,
Bobby Womack,
Organ,
Bauhaus,
Lungfish,
The Wake,
The Gories,
Nation of Ulysses,
Absolute Body Control,
The Last Poets,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lakeside,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Dead C,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bootsy Collins,
The Trojans,
Gregory Isaacs,
Erykah Badu,
Theoretical Girls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Skriet,
Spoonie Gee,
Roger Hodgson,
Panda Bear,
Radiohead,
Fear,
Lindisfarne,
Gabor Szabo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Arcadia,
The Flesh Eaters,
Amon Düül,
Carl Craig,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.