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 Kuwait and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Bronski Beat to the grime 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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Sixth Finger,
The Young Rascals,
Cymande,
John Foxx,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tres Demented,
Prince Buster,
The Offenders,
Amazonics,
The Residents,
Jawbox,
Gang Green,
Dual Sessions,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
AZ,
The Misunderstood,
Yellowson,
Ultravox,
Japan,
The Searchers,
The Vogues,
The Zeros,
Crime,
Ten City,
The Sound,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jeff Mills,
8 Eyed Spy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cure,
Hot Snakes,
Amon Düül II,
L. Decosne,
The Raincoats,
Joyce Sims,
JFA,
Young Marble Giants,
Fear,
Throbbing Gristle,
Max Romeo,
Ultra Naté,
Don Cherry,
Bill Near,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Interpol,
kango's stein massive,
H. Thieme,
Peter & Gordon,
Roy Ayers,
The Grass Roots,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Carl Craig,
The Neon Judgement,
The American Breed,
Skaos,
Avey Tare,
DJ Style,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.