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 Qatar and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Marshall Jefferson to the dance 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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Mark Hollis,
ABC,
Schoolly D,
Patti Smith,
Radiohead,
Marine Girls,
The Standells,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
Soft Machine,
Bootsy Collins,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tubeway Army,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Thee Headcoats,
Outsiders,
Blake Baxter,
The Wake,
The American Breed,
Silicon Teens,
Anakelly,
China Crisis,
Nico,
Stetsasonic,
The Cure,
Ornette Coleman,
Lalann,
Brothers Johnson,
Audionom,
Gong,
Suicide,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Q and Not U,
Wasted Youth,
the Human League,
The Monochrome Set,
Ituana,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rufus Thomas,
The Skatalites,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bill Near,
FM Einheit,
David McCallum,
Qualms,
48th St. Collective,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Doors,
Subhumans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Shadows of Knight,
Quantec,
Camberwell Now,
Rakim,
The Stooges,
Tomorrow,
CMW,
R.M.O.,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.