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 Finland and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Wasted Youth to the funk 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gang Green,
Bobby Womack,
Aswad,
New Order,
Crime,
Gichy Dan,
Skriet,
Gong,
Davy DMX,
Minny Pops,
Chrome,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dave Gahan,
The Move,
Alice Coltrane,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Radiohead,
Brothers Johnson,
Alison Limerick,
Gang of Four,
Second Layer,
Franke,
Sugar Minott,
Ponytail,
Groovy Waters,
Soul II Soul,
Agent Orange,
The Index,
Eric Copeland,
Archie Shepp,
Bronski Beat,
Unrelated Segments,
Lindisfarne,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cheater Slicks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Half Japanese,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eddi Front,
Depeche Mode,
Neil Young,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pere Ubu,
Laurel Aitken,
Y Pants,
8 Eyed Spy,
48th St. Collective,
Kas Product,
Matthew Halsall,
Mantronix,
The Dirtbombs,
China Crisis,
Clear Light,
Bootsy Collins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joey Negro,
The Busters,
Gang Starr,
Fear,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.