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 Philippines and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Alice Coltrane to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Radiopuhelimet,
Smog,
Joy Division,
Tubeway Army,
Bob Dylan,
The Index,
The Seeds,
MDC,
Jacob Miller,
One Last Wish,
Guru Guru,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Red Krayola,
Scott Walker,
Kayak,
John Holt,
Joey Negro,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
John Coltrane,
Unrelated Segments,
The Five Americans,
Organ,
Television,
Leonard Cohen,
Amon Düül II,
Grandmaster Flash,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rufus Thomas,
Trumans Water,
Roxette,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lou Reed,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gap Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Stockholm Monsters,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Soft Cell,
Gichy Dan,
Sonic Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Al Stewart,
Supertramp,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Y Pants,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bobby Byrd,
The Buckinghams,
Boz Scaggs,
Brass Construction,
The Birthday Party,
Warren Ellis,
Lalann,
the Bar-Kays,
Icehouse,
Eurythmics,
Procol Harum,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Qualms,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.