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 Cambodia and from Delhi.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 mellotron 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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 Real Kids,
Whodini,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Pretty Things,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Franke,
Althea and Donna,
The Seeds,
John Foxx,
Cymande,
Leonard Cohen,
Crash Course in Science,
Zapp,
Flash Fearless,
Jerry Gold Smith,
E-Dancer,
Joensuu 1685,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pet Shop Boys,
Derrick Morgan,
ABBA,
Faraquet,
Soul Sonic Force,
Average White Band,
Lou Reed,
Thee Headcoats,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Gap Band,
Morten Harket,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eurythmics,
Agitation Free,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kurtis Blow,
Fela Kuti,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lalann,
Rakim,
Juan Atkins,
Icehouse,
Wasted Youth,
The Smiths,
Bill Near,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Make Up,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jimmy McGriff,
Section 25,
Cameo,
Danielle Patucci,
Electric Prunes,
The New Christs,
Patti Smith,
Donny Hathaway,
Robert Hood,
Cecil Taylor,
Pylon,
Maurizio,
Mantronix,
Lucky Dragons,
Simply Red,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.