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 Suriname and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lalann to the grime 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
Nas,
Main Source,
Maurizio,
Theoretical Girls,
The Knickerbockers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lindisfarne,
The Durutti Column,
Grauzone,
June Days,
Q65,
Bootsy Collins,
The Wake,
Inner City,
Sam Rivers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tim Buckley,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Move,
X-Ray Spex,
cv313,
La Düsseldorf,
Don Cherry,
Negative Approach,
Ultra Naté,
The Velvet Underground,
Quando Quango,
Minor Threat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
kango's stein massive,
June of 44,
The Cure,
Section 25,
B.T. Express,
Schoolly D,
Peter and Kerry,
The Birthday Party,
Camouflage,
Pagans,
Whodini,
Hot Snakes,
Sixth Finger,
Desert Stars,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
New York Dolls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aloha Tigers,
Heaven 17,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Matthew Halsall,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lalann,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Popol Vuh,
Hardrive,
Groovy Waters,
Dual Sessions,
Radiopuhelimet,
DJ Sneak,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Brothers Johnson,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.