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 Serbia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 David Bowie 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 Radio Birdman to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Richard Hell and the Voidoids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Black Sheep,
Anakelly,
Moss Icon,
New Age Steppers,
Gichy Dan,
Terry Callier,
New York Dolls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Fuzztones,
Kerrie Biddell,
New Order,
Marine Girls,
Jimmy McGriff,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Black Dice,
Kaleidoscope,
Cameo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Yazoo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sam Rivers,
Lou Christie,
DJ Style,
JFA,
Groovy Waters,
Black Bananas,
Joe Smooth,
June Days,
Reuben Wilson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Happenings,
Pere Ubu,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scrapy,
Hasil Adkins,
Traffic Nightmare,
Royal Trux,
Charles Mingus,
Bad Manners,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Gories,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Depeche Mode,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kool Moe Dee,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Graham Central Station,
Pierre Henry,
MDC,
Infiniti,
Roxy Music,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Desert Stars,
Amazonics,
ABBA,
Excepter,
Grey Daturas,
Joy Division,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pantytec,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.