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 Switzerland and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 linndrum 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 JFA to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Cymande,
Lou Christie,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Divine Comedy,
Lightning Bolt,
Suburban Knight,
JFA,
Adolescents,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Albert Ayler,
Simply Red,
Niagra,
Flash Fearless,
Roger Hodgson,
Harpers Bizarre,
China Crisis,
This Heat,
Television,
Hasil Adkins,
Slick Rick,
Black Bananas,
Warren Ellis,
Archie Shepp,
Gastr Del Sol,
Susan Cadogan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alphaville,
Sun City Girls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Fall,
K-Klass,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
MC5,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Misunderstood,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Minny Pops,
Todd Rundgren,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sight & Sound,
Essential Logic,
The Pretty Things,
the Germs,
T. Rex,
Agent Orange,
The Trojans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Drexciya,
ABBA,
Ponytail,
Amazonics,
Interpol,
Carl Craig,
Rakim,
FM Einheit,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.