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 United Kingdom and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pole to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
X-101,
Sound Behaviour,
The Young Rascals,
Mary Jane Girls,
Monolake,
Stiv Bators,
Audionom,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
It's A Beautiful Day,
A Certain Ratio,
Blancmange,
Janne Schatter,
Junior Murvin,
Warsaw,
Ken Boothe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tomorrow,
Au Pairs,
Soulsonic Force,
Cameo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Accadde A,
The Shadows of Knight,
The New Christs,
Surgeon,
Danielle Patucci,
The Doobie Brothers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fire Engines,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blossom Toes,
Kaleidoscope,
Black Flag,
Charles Mingus,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Smog,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minny Pops,
Tres Demented,
Delon & Dalcan,
Desert Stars,
Glenn Branca,
Half Japanese,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Cramps,
Bronski Beat,
Nik Kershaw,
H. Thieme,
June Days,
Laurel Aitken,
Pantytec,
Yaz,
Yellowson,
Byron Stingily,
The Names,
The Smiths,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Television,
David Bowie,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Black Dice,
Fluxion,
Kurtis Blow,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.