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 Denmark and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Newcleus to the punk 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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Wolf Eyes,
Ken Boothe,
Icehouse,
The Stooges,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eddi Front,
The Grass Roots,
Barclay James Harvest,
Chris & Cosey,
UT,
Eric Copeland,
Pantytec,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Todd Terry,
Aural Exciters,
Eric B and Rakim,
James White and The Blacks,
Black Pus,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gang Green,
Kenny Larkin,
Surgeon,
U.S. Maple,
Basic Channel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scratch Acid,
Delta 5,
Freddie Wadling,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lyres,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Schoolly D,
Swell Maps,
Cameo,
The Names,
Joensuu 1685,
Ludus,
Donny Hathaway,
Sam Rivers,
The Searchers,
Das Ding,
Fela Kuti,
Franke,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
This Heat,
Maurizio,
Scion,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Robert Hood,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
PIL,
Kerrie Biddell,
Flash Fearless,
Heaven 17,
Japan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.