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 Korea South and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 harpsichord 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 Index 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
The Misunderstood,
The Buckinghams,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Eurythmics,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Adolescents,
Janne Schatter,
Frankie Knuckles,
Archie Shepp,
Magma,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eli Mardock,
K-Klass,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Crime,
Pet Shop Boys,
Graham Central Station,
LL Cool J,
New Age Steppers,
Isaac Hayes,
Soft Cell,
Jandek,
The Saints,
The Raincoats,
The Mojo Men,
The Associates,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lightning Bolt,
The Dave Clark Five,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Minny Pops,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brass Construction,
Junior Murvin,
Stiv Bators,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Chris & Cosey,
Theoretical Girls,
The Fuzztones,
The Litter,
Prince Buster,
Bootsy Collins,
The Last Poets,
Model 500,
The J.B.'s,
Index,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rotary Connection,
Charles Mingus,
Japan,
Bush Tetras,
Delta 5,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Television Personalities,
Trumans Water,
Derrick May,
Von Mondo,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.