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 Brunei and from Manchester.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Deadbeat to the crunk 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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
AZ,
Lebanon Hanover,
Make Up,
Archie Shepp,
The Young Rascals,
Con Funk Shun,
Circle Jerks,
The Saints,
Mars,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Outsiders,
The Pretty Things,
Erykah Badu,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jeff Lynne,
Glenn Branca,
Vainqueur,
The Doors,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eve St. Jones,
Sun City Girls,
Au Pairs,
Mo-Dettes,
The Wake,
Arab on Radar,
Donny Hathaway,
Warsaw,
Sexual Harrassment,
Joe Finger,
The Sonics,
Darondo,
Mr. Review,
Prince Buster,
Siglo XX,
Marshall Jefferson,
Magma,
The Dirtbombs,
Joensuu 1685,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Trojans,
L. Decosne,
John Holt,
Babytalk,
Monks,
Nirvana,
Crime,
Black Flag,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Underground Resistance,
CMW,
Jeru the Damaja,
Minny Pops,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lightning Bolt,
Morten Harket,
OOIOO,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.