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 Nepal and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 John Holt to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force 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 chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Sugar Minott,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Duran Duran,
LL Cool J,
Tim Buckley,
Jawbox,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Modern Lovers,
ABC,
This Heat,
Mark Hollis,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Count Five,
Delta 5,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Throbbing Gristle,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Blues Magoos,
Pierre Henry,
The Moody Blues,
Model 500,
Eve St. Jones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fire Engines,
Lower 48,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mad Mike,
The Motions,
Motorama,
Jacques Brel,
Mary Jane Girls,
L. Decosne,
The Cramps,
Johnny Osbourne,
Thompson Twins,
Fat Boys,
FM Einheit,
Rekid,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Quadrant,
Minny Pops,
Pantytec,
The Smiths,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eric Dolphy,
Rites of Spring,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Soft Cell,
Amon Düül,
The Grass Roots,
CMW,
Circle Jerks,
Ituana,
The Cure,
Yusef Lateef,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.