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 Zimbabwe and from Lagos.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Stiv Bators,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sugar Minott,
The Evens,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lakeside,
Sun City Girls,
Section 25,
Visage,
The Beau Brummels,
The Pretty Things,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Gories,
The Golliwogs,
Eve St. Jones,
Laurel Aitken,
Smog,
The Barracudas,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ohio Players,
Negative Approach,
Carl Craig,
Anakelly,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ronan,
Drexciya,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Spoonie Gee,
Pole,
Boz Scaggs,
Jawbox,
Suburban Knight,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jacob Miller,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ten City,
Tomorrow,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Soft Cell,
Godley & Creme,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Knickerbockers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Skarface,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radio Birdman,
Sällskapet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rekid,
The Skatalites,
PIL,
Crash Course in Science,
Hasil Adkins,
The Mojo Men,
Babytalk,
Joe Smooth,
The Seeds,
T. Rex,
Popol Vuh,
X-Ray Spex,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.