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 Nepal and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Halifax.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Bob Dylan to the rap 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Radiohead,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Blake Baxter,
Faraquet,
Pere Ubu,
Ronan,
Donny Hathaway,
The Star Department,
Desert Stars,
Grauzone,
John Lydon,
Joensuu 1685,
Johnny Osbourne,
Hashim,
Steve Hackett,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Sonics,
Jerry Gold Smith,
John Holt,
Suburban Knight,
Excepter,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Joe Smooth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stiv Bators,
Deakin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Iggy Pop,
Charles Mingus,
Wire,
Warren Ellis,
Make Up,
Tomorrow,
Lee Hazlewood,
Althea and Donna,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
ABC,
JFA,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobby Sherman,
Sex Pistols,
Talk Talk,
Crispian St. Peters,
Archie Shepp,
the Soft Cell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Monochrome Set,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Dead C,
The Smiths,
Gregory Isaacs,
Intrusion,
Whodini,
Cymande,
Section 25,
Duran Duran,
New Age Steppers,
Symarip,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.