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 Bahrain and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Radiohead to the jazz 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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
U.S. Maple,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jacques Brel,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tom Boy,
Henry Cow,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Visage,
Leonard Cohen,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Half Japanese,
Black Pus,
F. McDonald,
Eve St. Jones,
Funkadelic,
Dave Gahan,
ABBA,
Jandek,
Chris Corsano,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roxette,
Scott Walker,
Joensuu 1685,
The Stooges,
E-Dancer,
Buzzcocks,
kango's stein massive,
Steve Hackett,
Funky Four + One,
Reagan Youth,
Metal Thangz,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Laurel Aitken,
the Human League,
Marcia Griffiths,
Tommy Roe,
The Pretty Things,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Inner City,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Soul Sonic Force,
Godley & Creme,
Surgeon,
Toni Rubio,
Excepter,
The Zeros,
The Black Dice,
The Invisible,
Rufus Thomas,
B.T. Express,
Jeff Mills,
Joy Division,
Unwound,
The J.B.'s,
Basic Channel,
The Misunderstood,
Faust,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.