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 Israel and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Trojans to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Porter Ricks,
Shuggie Otis,
D'Angelo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Barracudas,
Yellowson,
Dave Gahan,
One Last Wish,
Bang On A Can,
8 Eyed Spy,
Symarip,
Soul Sonic Force,
Vladislav Delay,
Sun Ra,
The Gladiators,
Eden Ahbez,
Soul II Soul,
The Cowsills,
Jerry's Kids,
Whodini,
Pulsallama,
LL Cool J,
Buzzcocks,
Ultravox,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
KRS-One,
The Skatalites,
Cheater Slicks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
In Retrospect,
Ornette Coleman,
Heaven 17,
Faraquet,
Gang Gang Dance,
Matthew Bourne,
MC5,
Nirvana,
Thee Headcoats,
Liliput,
Niagra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Robert Wyatt,
Harmonia,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soft Machine,
Depeche Mode,
Judy Mowatt,
The Selecter,
Sandy B,
Patti Smith,
Bush Tetras,
Oneida,
Underground Resistance,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bill Near,
Toni Rubio,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
48th St. Collective,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.