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 Vanuatu and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 organ 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 The Moleskins to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Youth Brigade,
Icehouse,
Ponytail,
Grauzone,
Johnny Clarke,
Lower 48,
Aural Exciters,
Amon Düül,
The Raincoats,
Silicon Teens,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Radiohead,
The Walker Brothers,
Deakin,
Soft Machine,
Sister Nancy,
Warren Ellis,
Scan 7,
Gastr Del Sol,
Donald Byrd,
Soul II Soul,
Mantronix,
A Flock of Seagulls,
FM Einheit,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Moss Icon,
Slick Rick,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camberwell Now,
PIL,
Juan Atkins,
Mission of Burma,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The J.B.'s,
Yazoo,
The Dead C,
Flamin' Groovies,
Warsaw,
The Zeros,
The Trojans,
Stiv Bators,
The Durutti Column,
Parry Music,
Zapp,
The Techniques,
Funkadelic,
Nirvana,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pantaleimon,
Intrusion,
Mark Hollis,
Fatback Band,
48th St. Collective,
The Fall,
Underground Resistance,
Quando Quango,
Lyres,
X-101,
The Divine Comedy,
Bang On A Can,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.