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 Kazakhstan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Leonard Cohen to the punk 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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Arcadia,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Association,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Excepter,
Peter & Gordon,
The Toasters,
Schoolly D,
the Normal,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jawbox,
Sparks,
Cecil Taylor,
Young Marble Giants,
Minny Pops,
Mark Hollis,
Skarface,
Amazonics,
Hasil Adkins,
The Durutti Column,
Neu!,
The Offenders,
Visage,
Crooked Eye,
The Young Rascals,
David Bowie,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The J.B.'s,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Public Enemy,
Rakim,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kurtis Blow,
The Pop Group,
Byron Stingily,
Freddie Wadling,
EPMD,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sugar Minott,
Buzzcocks,
Sandy B,
The Moleskins,
Kas Product,
Banda Bassotti,
Davy DMX,
Moss Icon,
The Grass Roots,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Black Sheep,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Kinks,
David Axelrod,
Boredoms,
The Misunderstood,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Walker Brothers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Morten Harket,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.