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 Samoa and from Lille.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 cv313 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
John Lydon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bootsy Collins,
Byron Stingily,
Rhythm & Sound,
Skarface,
Gang Starr,
DJ Style,
Quantec,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Offenders,
Stockholm Monsters,
H. Thieme,
Soul II Soul,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Searchers,
Stereo Dub,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Human League,
OOIOO,
Kerrie Biddell,
Derrick May,
Robert Wyatt,
Anthony Braxton,
Trumans Water,
Sarah Menescal,
Soulsonic Force,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Deadbeat,
Laurel Aitken,
Blossom Toes,
Judy Mowatt,
Funky Four + One,
Clear Light,
Ponytail,
Vainqueur,
The Index,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Harmonia,
Joe Smooth,
10cc,
Television,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Brass Construction,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Christie,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Severed Heads,
Drexciya,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Carl Craig,
The Mojo Men,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Blues Magoos,
Crime,
Crispian St. Peters,
the Germs,
Roxette,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.