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 Sweden and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Anakelly to the electroclash 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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Magma,
John Coltrane,
Ossler,
Infiniti,
The Doobie Brothers,
OOIOO,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Barry Ungar,
The Grass Roots,
Erykah Badu,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Human League,
Barrington Levy,
Fluxion,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
a-ha,
Don Cherry,
Tom Boy,
This Heat,
The Cure,
The United States of America,
X-Ray Spex,
Popol Vuh,
Nico,
The Tremeloes,
Aaron Thompson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash,
Circle Jerks,
the Normal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Count Five,
Swans,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sonic Youth,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pole,
Can,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lee Hazlewood,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jerry's Kids,
Lucky Dragons,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dennis Brown,
Radiohead,
The Index,
The Fire Engines,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Names,
One Last Wish,
Moss Icon,
the Slits,
Fear,
Pylon,
The Beau Brummels,
Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.
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.