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 Venezuela and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Matthew Halsall to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Remains. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Delta 5,
Ronnie Foster,
Sparks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Harry Pussy,
Swell Maps,
Suicide,
Darondo,
MC5,
Gang of Four,
The United States of America,
Amazonics,
Sun Ra,
Fear,
Rapeman,
Das Ding,
Neu!,
Massinfluence,
Crash Course in Science,
Kas Product,
Dual Sessions,
Flash Fearless,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
CMW,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cybotron,
Roxy Music,
Toni Rubio,
Half Japanese,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Television Personalities,
The Walker Brothers,
10cc,
Newcleus,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Minny Pops,
the Slits,
Icehouse,
DNA,
Guru Guru,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Pretty Things,
Moby Grape,
Excepter,
Subhumans,
Thompson Twins,
Aloha Tigers,
Tres Demented,
the Association,
New Order,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Don Cherry,
Franke,
Man Parrish,
X-102,
The Divine Comedy,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.