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 Syria and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Khruangbin to the punk 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Eurythmics,
Radio Birdman,
The Sonics,
Delta 5,
Junior Murvin,
The Stooges,
Sandy B,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kool Moe Dee,
Neil Young,
Archie Shepp,
Reagan Youth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rakim,
Panda Bear,
Man Parrish,
Public Enemy,
Loose Ends,
Maurizio,
Warsaw,
Depeche Mode,
Joey Negro,
Lower 48,
Procol Harum,
Youth Brigade,
The Invisible,
Jeff Mills,
Rapeman,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Litter,
Ronan,
Lalann,
UT,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Motorama,
Joy Division,
Flipper,
Bang On A Can,
kango's stein massive,
Quando Quango,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Public Image Ltd.,
Audionom,
The Neon Judgement,
The Cramps,
Mad Mike,
Absolute Body Control,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Associates,
the Sonics,
The Cowsills,
Alphaville,
Lakeside,
Mantronix,
Sugar Minott,
Trumans Water,
Rekid,
The Gories,
Joyce Sims,
Todd Rundgren,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.