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 Morocco and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare 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 The Cure to the disco 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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Cybotron,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lindisfarne,
Infiniti,
Von Mondo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Siglo XX,
The Dirtbombs,
Ice-T,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Das Ding,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Arcadia,
Rekid,
Malaria!,
A Certain Ratio,
Donald Byrd,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Desert Stars,
Stetsasonic,
Tomorrow,
Bobby Sherman,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Television Personalities,
Main Source,
Smog,
Sällskapet,
The Skatalites,
Shoche,
Rufus Thomas,
Jawbox,
Radio Birdman,
Terrestrial Tones,
OOIOO,
FM Einheit,
Steve Hackett,
Los Fastidios,
Sound Behaviour,
Niagra,
Sarah Menescal,
The Real Kids,
Glenn Branca,
Alton Ellis,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Andrew Hill,
Cabaret Voltaire,
John Foxx,
Surgeon,
Matthew Bourne,
Bobby Womack,
Nirvana,
The Dead C,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Graham Central Station,
Lalann,
Guru Guru,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.