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 Monaco and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 snare 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 John Cale to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Don Cherry,
Echospace,
DJ Sneak,
Fat Boys,
Pere Ubu,
Nation of Ulysses,
Henry Cow,
Suicide,
Jeff Mills,
Black Pus,
The Slackers,
Hashim,
Sun City Girls,
The Mummies,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rosa Yemen,
Absolute Body Control,
Davy DMX,
Kool Moe Dee,
EPMD,
Unwound,
The Fugs,
The Cowsills,
The Searchers,
Moss Icon,
Juan Atkins,
Bobby Womack,
Warren Ellis,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aural Exciters,
Dave Gahan,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Count Five,
Schoolly D,
Minutemen,
Mo-Dettes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
JFA,
Half Japanese,
Rotary Connection,
Fugazi,
Lindisfarne,
Interpol,
Malaria!,
Soulsonic Force,
Curtis Mayfield,
Alton Ellis,
Mantronix,
Girls At Our Best!,
The American Breed,
Slave,
Dark Day,
Al Stewart,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Accadde A,
Jacques Brel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Thompson Twins,
Tubeway Army,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.