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 Tuvalu and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Avey Tare to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
The Young Rascals,
The Fuzztones,
Scratch Acid,
Swans,
Television,
Sixth Finger,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Unrelated Segments,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Robert Hood,
Anakelly,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Johnny Osbourne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wally Richardson,
Gang Gang Dance,
JFA,
The Techniques,
The Selecter,
Nico,
Intrusion,
Main Source,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Au Pairs,
Gichy Dan,
Silicon Teens,
The Flesh Eaters,
Derrick May,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Dirtbombs,
Aloha Tigers,
Fear,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Agitation Free,
The Index,
Fad Gadget,
Rod Modell,
Black Pus,
Suicide,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Human League,
Radio Birdman,
Harmonia,
John Lydon,
Junior Murvin,
Rekid,
Cameo,
Slick Rick,
Bill Near,
Alison Limerick,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Reuben Wilson,
Laurel Aitken,
Bronski Beat,
Flipper,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.