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 Morocco and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Skarface to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The J.B.'s,
Dark Day,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joe Finger,
The Modern Lovers,
The Move,
PIL,
Lee Hazlewood,
Qualms,
The Associates,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
UT,
New Age Steppers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Minny Pops,
Brick,
Marmalade,
Pantytec,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Brass Construction,
Freddie Wadling,
Moss Icon,
The Sonics,
Tommy Roe,
Hasil Adkins,
the Fania All-Stars,
Peter and Kerry,
Avey Tare,
Pagans,
Jacques Brel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David Axelrod,
Jesper Dahlback,
ABC,
Agitation Free,
Throbbing Gristle,
Basic Channel,
Rapeman,
Gang of Four,
Robert Hood,
The Busters,
The Detroit Cobras,
Chrome,
Organ,
Neu!,
The Moleskins,
Q65,
Kenny Larkin,
The Happenings,
Bobby Byrd,
Shuggie Otis,
Joyce Sims,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Normal,
Arab on Radar,
Crash Course in Science,
The Seeds,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Funkadelic,
Jerry's Kids,
Desert Stars,
The Black Dice,
World's Most,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.