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 Croatia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 spring reverb 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 The Techniques to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
DJ Style,
A Certain Ratio,
Rakim,
The Trojans,
Essential Logic,
John Foxx,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Fire Engines,
Lower 48,
Young Marble Giants,
Derrick May,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eve St. Jones,
Crispian St. Peters,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Joy Division,
Echospace,
Susan Cadogan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Reuben Wilson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Five Americans,
Mantronix,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dark Day,
Angry Samoans,
Section 25,
Rufus Thomas,
Scrapy,
The Velvet Underground,
Basic Channel,
Frankie Knuckles,
John Cale,
Radiohead,
Howard Jones,
Jeff Lynne,
Agitation Free,
Althea and Donna,
The Invisible,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Durutti Column,
Tim Buckley,
New Order,
Khruangbin,
D'Angelo,
Main Source,
Pagans,
Simply Red,
Bootsy Collins,
the Swans,
Dennis Brown,
Spandau Ballet,
Trumans Water,
Procol Harum,
MC5,
Zero Boys,
The Evens,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.