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 Dominican Republic and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Underground Resistance to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach 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?
Alton Ellis,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Techniques,
China Crisis,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sister Nancy,
Average White Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hasil Adkins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Suburban Knight,
Kayak,
Con Funk Shun,
Althea and Donna,
Interpol,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Smoke,
Ludus,
Chrome,
Rapeman,
Roy Ayers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pierre Henry,
Stetsasonic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alice Coltrane,
Davy DMX,
Aural Exciters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Hot Snakes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Symarip,
Bob Dylan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pere Ubu,
The Litter,
Half Japanese,
Adolescents,
Byron Stingily,
the Normal,
Guru Guru,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Music Machine,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Desert Stars,
Anakelly,
Bluetip,
Laurel Aitken,
Joy Division,
Little Man,
Delon & Dalcan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Motorama,
Nick Fraelich,
Glenn Branca,
Qualms,
The Index,
The Slackers,
Funky Four + One,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.