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 the UAE and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
The Gap Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pierre Henry,
Todd Rundgren,
Iggy Pop,
Junior Murvin,
Khruangbin,
The Kinks,
The Modern Lovers,
Monolake,
Model 500,
Average White Band,
The Cramps,
Colin Newman,
Babytalk,
Cluster,
Deakin,
This Heat,
John Foxx,
Newcleus,
Popol Vuh,
Alton Ellis,
Fad Gadget,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Derrick May,
The Smoke,
Sonic Youth,
The Moleskins,
Lou Christie,
Joe Smooth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Deepchord,
The Fugs,
Adolescents,
Lungfish,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Remains,
Television Personalities,
Maurizio,
The Sonics,
Infiniti,
Bill Wells,
Nik Kershaw,
The Detroit Cobras,
Minny Pops,
Harmonia,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pole,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Index,
Parry Music,
A Certain Ratio,
Avey Tare,
Ash Ra Tempel,
UT,
Throbbing Gristle,
Amon Düül II,
The Offenders,
Desert Stars,
DJ Sneak,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.