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 Spain and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Divine Comedy to the grime 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
David McCallum,
the Human League,
The Selecter,
Amazonics,
Mo-Dettes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Frankie Knuckles,
Robert Wyatt,
Eric Dolphy,
These Immortal Souls,
Tom Boy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Charles Mingus,
Quando Quango,
Moss Icon,
The Human League,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jawbox,
EPMD,
Organ,
Roger Hodgson,
Avey Tare,
Bobby Sherman,
Thee Headcoats,
Goldenarms,
The Stooges,
Ultimate Spinach,
Barrington Levy,
Whodini,
Ultravox,
Roxette,
Isaac Hayes,
June Days,
Chris Corsano,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Piero Umiliani,
Eli Mardock,
Glambeats Corp.,
New Order,
Fugazi,
World's Most,
Black Pus,
the Sonics,
Cluster,
The New Christs,
48th St. Collective,
The Dead C,
Jeff Mills,
Ten City,
Unwound,
Robert Hood,
Deadbeat,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rapeman,
Curtis Mayfield,
Monolake,
Bill Wells,
DJ Style,
The Gap Band,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.