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 Mozambique and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 Grandmaster Flash to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
The Pop Group,
Kerri Chandler,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Neon Judgement,
New York Dolls,
Zero Boys,
Johnny Osbourne,
Spoonie Gee,
The Fugs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
K-Klass,
Bill Wells,
Arab on Radar,
Accadde A,
the Bar-Kays,
The Young Rascals,
Bang On A Can,
Bob Dylan,
Lightning Bolt,
Camouflage,
Eve St. Jones,
Nico,
Alison Limerick,
Clear Light,
Todd Rundgren,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Duran Duran,
Symarip,
Index,
Au Pairs,
June Days,
Toni Rubio,
Quadrant,
Sight & Sound,
the Association,
The Raincoats,
Ossler,
Average White Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nik Kershaw,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scratch Acid,
The Residents,
Rosa Yemen,
Mo-Dettes,
Fugazi,
Intrusion,
Roxette,
Rhythm & Sound,
Iggy Pop,
Pierre Henry,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mission of Burma,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Mojo Men,
Faraquet,
Television,
The Evens,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Erasure,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.