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 Ireland and from Lagos.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Raincoats to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Sarah Menescal,
Soul II Soul,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Byrd,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Young Marble Giants,
Bush Tetras,
Monks,
Judy Mowatt,
The Standells,
The Move,
Mo-Dettes,
Main Source,
Rapeman,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Cameo,
The Skatalites,
Sugar Minott,
Erykah Badu,
The Moody Blues,
Procol Harum,
H. Thieme,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Simply Red,
Brass Construction,
Todd Rundgren,
Basic Channel,
Panda Bear,
L. Decosne,
Stockholm Monsters,
Faraquet,
The Human League,
Nik Kershaw,
Janne Schatter,
Jimmy McGriff,
This Heat,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bluetip,
Yazoo,
Tears for Fears,
Y Pants,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Angels of Light,
Au Pairs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ten City,
Marc Almond,
Laurel Aitken,
The Red Krayola,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
OOIOO,
June Days,
Rosa Yemen,
the Fania All-Stars,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Arab on Radar,
Lindisfarne,
Idris Muhammad,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.