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 Lebanon and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 linndrum 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 Lalann to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Popol Vuh,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mission of Burma,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fire Engines,
Lalann,
Nico,
Terrestrial Tones,
Susan Cadogan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Faraquet,
Junior Murvin,
The American Breed,
June Days,
UT,
Chris Corsano,
Public Image Ltd.,
Reuben Wilson,
Iggy Pop,
The Wake,
The Doors,
Royal Trux,
Flash Fearless,
Metal Thangz,
Nils Olav,
Sandy B,
Tears for Fears,
Brick,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Blackbyrds,
Slave,
Saccharine Trust,
Sun City Girls,
L. Decosne,
Masters at Work,
Marshall Jefferson,
Funkadelic,
Charles Mingus,
Fort Wilson Riot,
T.S.O.L.,
The Fugs,
The Residents,
Blake Baxter,
Steve Hackett,
DNA,
Jacques Brel,
Eurythmics,
In Retrospect,
Kerri Chandler,
New Age Steppers,
kango's stein massive,
Black Sheep,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sun Ra,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.