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 Guyana and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Sound to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Beasts of Bourbon. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Dawn Penn,
Mary Jane Girls,
Delta 5,
Radiopuhelimet,
Audionom,
David Bowie,
Lee Hazlewood,
Essential Logic,
Pet Shop Boys,
The New Christs,
Godley & Creme,
Tomorrow,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bootsy Collins,
Flash Fearless,
Danielle Patucci,
a-ha,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sparks,
Minor Threat,
Franke,
Yazoo,
John Holt,
X-102,
Black Moon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Dirtbombs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Alice Coltrane,
The Gap Band,
Subhumans,
The Human League,
Black Flag,
Bang On A Can,
LL Cool J,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Max Romeo,
Nik Kershaw,
Prince Buster,
Slave,
Jerry Gold Smith,
This Heat,
Guru Guru,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Skaos,
The Litter,
Aswad,
Kayak,
Boredoms,
Public Image Ltd.,
Peter and Kerry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Piero Umiliani,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.