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 Liechtenstein and from Manchester.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bologna.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Adolescents,
Blossom Toes,
Smog,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Roger Hodgson,
Gang Starr,
AZ,
Funkadelic,
Faraquet,
Aswad,
Funky Four + One,
The Moody Blues,
Reuben Wilson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bizarre Inc.,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Germs,
Pagans,
The Motions,
Maleditus Sound,
The Tremeloes,
Robert Hood,
Suicide,
Lou Christie,
Ultra Naté,
Joe Finger,
Sarah Menescal,
Camouflage,
Desert Stars,
Scientists,
The Walker Brothers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gregory Isaacs,
Davy DMX,
Excepter,
Goldenarms,
Eve St. Jones,
Tommy Roe,
Oblivians,
Alphaville,
The Names,
Man Eating Sloth,
Godley & Creme,
Joe Smooth,
The Smoke,
Black Bananas,
Albert Ayler,
Sugar Minott,
Warren Ellis,
Japan,
Howard Jones,
The Black Dice,
The Buckinghams,
Cluster,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Offenders,
Yusef Lateef,
Lightning Bolt,
the Fania All-Stars,
Piero Umiliani,
The Golliwogs,
Easy Going,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.