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 Kenya and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 synthesizer 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 The Names to the grime 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Public Enemy,
Make Up,
Graham Central Station,
Talk Talk,
Ash Ra Tempel,
CMW,
Sparks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Aaron Thompson,
Maleditus Sound,
Mad Mike,
Mars,
Thee Headcoats,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quando Quango,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Second Layer,
The Music Machine,
the Sonics,
Lalann,
The Pop Group,
Dual Sessions,
Max Romeo,
The Evens,
H. Thieme,
Kenny Larkin,
The New Christs,
Suicide,
In Retrospect,
Marshall Jefferson,
Altered Images,
Eric Copeland,
Banda Bassotti,
Deadbeat,
Fatback Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
AZ,
Warren Ellis,
Ronan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Shoche,
The Monks,
The Fugs,
Pussy Galore,
Jacques Brel,
Camberwell Now,
Nik Kershaw,
Soul Sonic Force,
Von Mondo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dead Boys,
The Techniques,
The Moleskins,
These Immortal Souls,
Crooked Eye,
Grandmaster Flash,
Skaos,
Albert Ayler,
Excepter,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.