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 Netherlands and from Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin 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 X-Ray Spex to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Isaac Hayes,
Darondo,
Man Parrish,
The Sonics,
Stereo Dub,
the Germs,
Dennis Brown,
The Birthday Party,
Crispy Ambulance,
Heaven 17,
Dual Sessions,
Big Daddy Kane,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Electric Light Orchestra,
X-Ray Spex,
Archie Shepp,
Avey Tare,
Nirvana,
Talk Talk,
K-Klass,
The Gladiators,
Public Enemy,
Bobby Womack,
The Electric Prunes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Interpol,
Bobby Sherman,
Au Pairs,
Hasil Adkins,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Animal Collective,
Spandau Ballet,
Kurtis Blow,
UT,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eddi Front,
Bluetip,
Qualms,
Cheater Slicks,
Blake Baxter,
Max Romeo,
Derrick May,
Zapp,
Camouflage,
Soft Cell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Television Personalities,
Donald Byrd,
Kas Product,
Ultra Naté,
Barry Ungar,
Robert Wyatt,
Roxy Music,
The Searchers,
Sixth Finger,
Brothers Johnson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Agitation Free,
Basic Channel,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.