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 Brunei 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 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 Dark Day to the rock 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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
DJ Style,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pylon,
Scott Walker,
Sandy B,
Basic Channel,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lindisfarne,
Swell Maps,
Aural Exciters,
Eli Mardock,
ABBA,
Quando Quango,
Don Cherry,
The Wake,
U.S. Maple,
Pole,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Swans,
Alton Ellis,
New Order,
Peter and Kerry,
Goldenarms,
Technova,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Smiths,
The Motions,
Robert Wyatt,
Dennis Brown,
Marmalade,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Neu!,
Maurizio,
Lebanon Hanover,
Zero Boys,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sister Nancy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lucky Dragons,
The Slackers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bad Manners,
Animal Collective,
The Happenings,
Underground Resistance,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
a-ha,
Public Enemy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
48th St. Collective,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
MDC,
Mark Hollis,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.