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 India and from Philadelphia.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin 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 crunk 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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Vainqueur,
Joy Division,
Clear Light,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gastr Del Sol,
Flash Fearless,
B.T. Express,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kenny Larkin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sam Rivers,
Brothers Johnson,
Livin' Joy,
Jawbox,
Susan Cadogan,
Urselle,
Underground Resistance,
the Bar-Kays,
The Durutti Column,
Derrick Morgan,
Grauzone,
Bobby Sherman,
Ronan,
James White and The Blacks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Walker Brothers,
The Doors,
Newcleus,
Arthur Verocai,
Sister Nancy,
David Axelrod,
The Techniques,
Lou Christie,
Terry Callier,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Monks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wally Richardson,
Piero Umiliani,
The Seeds,
Harmonia,
Moss Icon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lower 48,
Crime,
The Star Department,
The Invisible,
Idris Muhammad,
Zapp,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Arcadia,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Pop Group,
Roxette,
Quadrant,
ABBA,
John Foxx,
Theoretical Girls,
Gang Starr,
Delta 5,
Black Moon,
David Bowie,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.