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 Mozambique and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Kerri Chandler to the grime 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
John Cale,
Joensuu 1685,
The Black Dice,
Fad Gadget,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jeru the Damaja,
Amon Düül II,
Panda Bear,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Josef K,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marc Almond,
Lungfish,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Prince Buster,
F. McDonald,
Excepter,
Reagan Youth,
the Association,
Eric Dolphy,
KRS-One,
Monolake,
Alton Ellis,
Colin Newman,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pierre Henry,
Clear Light,
The Count Five,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Aloha Tigers,
Little Man,
The Zeros,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Royal Trux,
Groovy Waters,
Das Ding,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Standells,
The Angels of Light,
Moebius,
Sparks,
Television Personalities,
The Buckinghams,
Blancmange,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Chris Corsano,
Chrome,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gong,
Derrick Morgan,
Fela Kuti,
Boredoms,
Barrington Levy,
Japan,
Essential Logic,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.