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 Albania and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Hasil Adkins to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dead Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
China Crisis,
Hoover,
Alice Coltrane,
MDC,
The Smiths,
David McCallum,
Mark Hollis,
Tropical Tobacco,
Warsaw,
Interpol,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Stooges,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Offenders,
MC5,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Walker Brothers,
Ituana,
The Names,
Liliput,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Model 500,
John Holt,
Archie Shepp,
Nik Kershaw,
Kerri Chandler,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fatback Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
DNA,
Grey Daturas,
Donny Hathaway,
Bill Wells,
The Alarm Clocks,
R.M.O.,
Bad Manners,
Qualms,
Animal Collective,
Anthony Braxton,
Stereo Dub,
Tomorrow,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Con Funk Shun,
Todd Rundgren,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
B.T. Express,
The Saints,
CMW,
T.S.O.L.,
Iggy Pop,
The Happenings,
Ralphi Rosario,
Yusef Lateef,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gerry Rafferty,
Public Enemy,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.