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 Ethiopia 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Stockholm Monsters,
Visage,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Radiohead,
Nation of Ulysses,
Whodini,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Monolake,
Negative Approach,
Robert Hood,
Ralphi Rosario,
Depeche Mode,
Bad Manners,
the Normal,
Sight & Sound,
Spoonie Gee,
Siglo XX,
Skriet,
Marmalade,
Saccharine Trust,
the Germs,
Mad Mike,
Black Sheep,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tropical Tobacco,
Royal Trux,
Talk Talk,
Gang of Four,
Metal Thangz,
Traffic Nightmare,
Black Bananas,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dorothy Ashby,
David McCallum,
Wire,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pagans,
Mo-Dettes,
Sam Rivers,
The Neon Judgement,
Symarip,
Theoretical Girls,
Black Moon,
Minutemen,
The Index,
The Walker Brothers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Sonics,
Icehouse,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
New Order,
The Golliwogs,
Mark Hollis,
Tres Demented,
Blossom Toes,
Rod Modell,
Lebanon Hanover,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.