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 Solomon Islands and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Martian. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
X-Ray Spex,
Joy Division,
Soul Sonic Force,
Quantec,
Joe Finger,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Kinks,
The Toasters,
Radiohead,
The Associates,
Man Parrish,
JFA,
Bobby Womack,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Doors,
Terry Callier,
Electric Prunes,
Prince Buster,
A Certain Ratio,
Sandy B,
Joyce Sims,
Throbbing Gristle,
Suicide,
Simply Red,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sexual Harrassment,
Altered Images,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
F. McDonald,
Model 500,
MDC,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dark Day,
Lyres,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Selecter,
Alison Limerick,
Scan 7,
Ten City,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Morten Harket,
John Coltrane,
Aural Exciters,
DJ Style,
New Age Steppers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Divine Comedy,
Yaz,
The Cramps,
Sam Rivers,
Slick Rick,
Eurythmics,
Interpol,
Bang On A Can,
Eli Mardock,
Eddi Front,
Deakin,
Eric Copeland,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.