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 Argentina and from Bremen.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin 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 Q and Not U to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Iggy Pop,
Theoretical Girls,
Hasil Adkins,
Chrome,
Matthew Halsall,
Aural Exciters,
Black Moon,
Anthony Braxton,
kango's stein massive,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Angry Samoans,
The Moleskins,
Kas Product,
The Associates,
Icehouse,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Quadrant,
Lebanon Hanover,
John Foxx,
Idris Muhammad,
Royal Trux,
Deadbeat,
The Tremeloes,
Al Stewart,
Ossler,
The Golliwogs,
The Pretty Things,
Main Source,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
CMW,
Intrusion,
Erykah Badu,
Gichy Dan,
Black Bananas,
Dark Day,
Pylon,
The Real Kids,
Inner City,
The Smiths,
Dennis Brown,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
John Cale,
Buzzcocks,
Bush Tetras,
DJ Style,
Curtis Mayfield,
Public Enemy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Niagra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tubeway Army,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Durutti Column,
Accadde A,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Deepchord,
The Saints,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.