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 Bolivia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin 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 Anthony Braxton to the funk 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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eric Dolphy,
Youth Brigade,
One Last Wish,
Kayak,
Essential Logic,
FM Einheit,
Cluster,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Country Joe & The Fish,
X-102,
Prince Buster,
Lungfish,
Royal Trux,
Newcleus,
Glenn Branca,
8 Eyed Spy,
Drexciya,
Jandek,
Amon Düül,
Eurythmics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Victims,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Agitation Free,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kas Product,
Ohio Players,
Hasil Adkins,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Terry Callier,
Eric B and Rakim,
Todd Rundgren,
Sällskapet,
Sex Pistols,
Soulsonic Force,
Dark Day,
Soft Cell,
Can,
Franke,
Juan Atkins,
The Cramps,
Crime,
Nik Kershaw,
Scientists,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lindisfarne,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Average White Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Iggy Pop,
Erasure,
Shoche,
The Remains,
The Fire Engines,
Althea and Donna,
The Grass Roots,
Bad Manners,
T. Rex,
Patti Smith,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.