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 Israel and from Delhi.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Bauhaus,
The New Christs,
John Coltrane,
La Düsseldorf,
The Pop Group,
Groovy Waters,
Whodini,
The Neon Judgement,
Excepter,
Chrome,
Spoonie Gee,
Byron Stingily,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Boredoms,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Red Krayola,
Roy Ayers,
Smog,
Peter and Kerry,
Pantytec,
The Dirtbombs,
Marcia Griffiths,
DJ Sneak,
EPMD,
Inner City,
Crooked Eye,
The Gladiators,
The Saints,
Simply Red,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Dead C,
Aswad,
Rekid,
The Gories,
The Barracudas,
Delta 5,
Ossler,
Joe Smooth,
The Beau Brummels,
Essential Logic,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bizarre Inc.,
Masters at Work,
Kas Product,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Invisible,
Mission of Burma,
Jeff Mills,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Flash Fearless,
Gang Gang Dance,
Slave,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sound Behaviour,
Symarip,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.