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 Cuba and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Marine Girls to the electroclash 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Bobby Womack,
Essential Logic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lightning Bolt,
Pylon,
John Coltrane,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Quando Quango,
LL Cool J,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kayak,
The Last Poets,
The Music Machine,
Don Cherry,
Procol Harum,
Derrick Morgan,
Wings,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Liliput,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aaron Thompson,
L. Decosne,
The Residents,
Roy Ayers,
Sparks,
Qualms,
Erasure,
Bauhaus,
Thee Headcoats,
The J.B.'s,
Maleditus Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Judy Mowatt,
Warren Ellis,
Joe Finger,
Hardrive,
The Associates,
Television,
The Motions,
Scan 7,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Raincoats,
Country Joe & The Fish,
cv313,
The Zeros,
Mr. Review,
The Busters,
John Lydon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Monks,
Von Mondo,
Brick,
Q65,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ituana,
Cal Tjader,
Lebanon Hanover,
Hot Snakes,
Underground Resistance,
Organ,
Pussy Galore,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.