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 Tajikistan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Swell Maps to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Normal. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
The Tremeloes,
Heaven 17,
Intrusion,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
MDC,
The Victims,
Dave Gahan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Nation of Ulysses,
Con Funk Shun,
The Searchers,
Mr. Review,
Quadrant,
Yusef Lateef,
Ralphi Rosario,
Inner City,
John Lydon,
Wire,
Angry Samoans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
ABBA,
Kevin Saunderson,
AZ,
Los Fastidios,
Eden Ahbez,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Zero Boys,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Masters at Work,
Harry Pussy,
Davy DMX,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sonic Youth,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Todd Rundgren,
Bauhaus,
Organ,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Golliwogs,
Yazoo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Cure,
Deepchord,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kayak,
Neu!,
The Toasters,
The Mummies,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Technova,
The Red Krayola,
Ohio Players,
Brothers Johnson,
Ice-T,
Japan,
Maleditus Sound,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pere Ubu,
John Coltrane,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.