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 Indonesia and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 Japan to the punk 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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Sugar Minott,
Easy Going,
Pulsallama,
Ponytail,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sam Rivers,
Spoonie Gee,
Zero Boys,
Marvin Gaye,
Nick Fraelich,
Reagan Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Audionom,
the Sonics,
Flash Fearless,
Piero Umiliani,
Soul Sonic Force,
Crispy Ambulance,
T. Rex,
The New Christs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Cure,
Deepchord,
The Shadows of Knight,
Steve Hackett,
Nils Olav,
Isaac Hayes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Carl Craig,
Roxette,
Aswad,
Idris Muhammad,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
John Lydon,
Minnie Riperton,
John Cale,
Peter and Kerry,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Smoke,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Theoretical Girls,
The Toasters,
R.M.O.,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Brass Construction,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sex Pistols,
E-Dancer,
Nirvana,
Interpol,
Ituana,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Heaven 17,
Roy Ayers,
Zapp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wings,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lalo Schifrin,
U.S. Maple,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.