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 Sudan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 marimba 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 Boz Scaggs to the crunk 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Danielle Patucci,
Connie Case,
Cheater Slicks,
Matthew Halsall,
Pulsallama,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Slick Rick,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
David McCallum,
The Trojans,
Davy DMX,
This Heat,
Jeff Lynne,
Bill Near,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tim Buckley,
Arcadia,
New Order,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
James White and The Blacks,
Jeru the Damaja,
A Certain Ratio,
R.M.O.,
The Techniques,
Desert Stars,
Unwound,
Animal Collective,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Soft Cell,
Nils Olav,
Sun City Girls,
The Sound,
Joey Negro,
Crispian St. Peters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dave Gahan,
David Bowie,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gong,
Liliput,
In Retrospect,
ABBA,
Sparks,
Black Moon,
Cameo,
Metal Thangz,
Gang Starr,
China Crisis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Henry Cow,
Eddi Front,
Aaron Thompson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Motions,
Moebius,
Bronski Beat,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Raincoats,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Names,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.