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 Colombia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Quando Quango to the rock 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
D'Angelo,
Yusef Lateef,
Dave Gahan,
Saccharine Trust,
Deakin,
The Star Department,
Swans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Seeds,
Scott Walker,
Rufus Thomas,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Flipper,
Susan Cadogan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Make Up,
The Monochrome Set,
the Human League,
World's Most,
L. Decosne,
Grauzone,
Mantronix,
Soulsonic Force,
Banda Bassotti,
cv313,
Technova,
Black Sheep,
Rotary Connection,
The Red Krayola,
Bobby Sherman,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Wings,
Bush Tetras,
the Swans,
Scrapy,
John Holt,
CMW,
In Retrospect,
Sonic Youth,
Jeff Mills,
Joyce Sims,
Aswad,
The Birthday Party,
Duran Duran,
Amon Düül II,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tomorrow,
the Slits,
Soft Machine,
Deepchord,
The Invisible,
Young Marble Giants,
Cal Tjader,
Nas,
Fatback Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Los Fastidios,
Clear Light,
Carl Craig,
The Slackers,
The Fugs,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.