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 Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Michael McDonald 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 Bauhaus to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Chris Corsano,
Magma,
Thee Headcoats,
ABC,
Grey Daturas,
David McCallum,
Iggy Pop,
Colin Newman,
Spoonie Gee,
Kurtis Blow,
Excepter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stereo Dub,
The Motions,
The Gun Club,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Albert Ayler,
Babytalk,
Dennis Brown,
The Happenings,
Bill Wells,
Prince Buster,
The Human League,
JFA,
The Searchers,
Crime,
Aswad,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lucky Dragons,
Nirvana,
Max Romeo,
Bang On A Can,
Agitation Free,
ABBA,
Marvin Gaye,
The Monochrome Set,
Radiohead,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rufus Thomas,
Flipper,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yellowson,
Darondo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bluetip,
The Star Department,
Slick Rick,
Skarface,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
Maleditus Sound,
Moby Grape,
Pantaleimon,
Siglo XX,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
X-102,
Throbbing Gristle,
Freddie Wadling,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.