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 Ghana and from Sao Paulo.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dual Sessions to the grunge 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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Nik Kershaw,
The Velvet Underground,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nick Fraelich,
Heaven 17,
Newcleus,
Scion,
Desert Stars,
Warren Ellis,
Royal Trux,
Bush Tetras,
Amon Düül II,
F. McDonald,
Mad Mike,
Unrelated Segments,
John Foxx,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agitation Free,
Delon & Dalcan,
Steve Hackett,
Yazoo,
Mandrill,
New Order,
Intrusion,
Monks,
The Kinks,
Harmonia,
Los Fastidios,
Kayak,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Doors,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
MC5,
Drive Like Jehu,
Reuben Wilson,
a-ha,
Skriet,
Niagra,
La Düsseldorf,
Moss Icon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
KRS-One,
Roger Hodgson,
The Offenders,
Sound Behaviour,
Dave Gahan,
Ludus,
Khruangbin,
Deadbeat,
Q and Not U,
The Mojo Men,
Ultravox,
Bang On A Can,
Livin' Joy,
Nico,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rakim,
Cluster,
Rosa Yemen,
John Coltrane,
The Zeros,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.