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 Finland and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 David Bowie 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 Davy DMX to the rock 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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Harpers Bizarre,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Velvet Underground,
The Smiths,
The Red Krayola,
The Zeros,
Harmonia,
X-101,
Tommy Roe,
Whodini,
Al Stewart,
The Black Dice,
Soft Machine,
Negative Approach,
Rosa Yemen,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
David McCallum,
Aloha Tigers,
Neil Young,
Half Japanese,
Eric B and Rakim,
Alton Ellis,
Theoretical Girls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Crash Course in Science,
Sarah Menescal,
Man Parrish,
Funky Four + One,
The Evens,
Sandy B,
The Grass Roots,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Trumans Water,
Quadrant,
The Electric Prunes,
The Fall,
Ten City,
Depeche Mode,
Nation of Ulysses,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rekid,
Aural Exciters,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Dead C,
The Cure,
New York Dolls,
The Busters,
Brand Nubian,
Outsiders,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bobby Sherman,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Swell Maps,
Gil Scott Heron,
Goldenarms,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
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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.