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 Qatar and from Mexico City.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar 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 MDC to the crunk 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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Slits,
U.S. Maple,
MDC,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Neil Young,
Underground Resistance,
Easy Going,
Minutemen,
Jeff Mills,
The Human League,
Tim Buckley,
Yusef Lateef,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Desert Stars,
Whodini,
Gang of Four,
Janne Schatter,
Magma,
Tommy Roe,
Neu!,
Vladislav Delay,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sixth Finger,
Symarip,
David Axelrod,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Index,
Buzzcocks,
Maleditus Sound,
Joensuu 1685,
Fear,
X-Ray Spex,
Theoretical Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
Soul II Soul,
Sarah Menescal,
Ossler,
The Angels of Light,
Main Source,
Bizarre Inc.,
Slave,
Quando Quango,
H. Thieme,
The Count Five,
the Fania All-Stars,
Robert Görl,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gang Starr,
Curtis Mayfield,
Susan Cadogan,
Rekid,
Graham Central Station,
The Doobie Brothers,
K-Klass,
Barclay James Harvest,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.