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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Beijing.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lou Christie to the techno 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Talk Talk,
Reagan Youth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pierre Henry,
The Real Kids,
Arcadia,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Radiohead,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Warren Ellis,
Black Flag,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
H. Thieme,
Magma,
David Bowie,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Interpol,
Nick Fraelich,
Nik Kershaw,
The Smiths,
Funky Four + One,
The Motions,
Pharoah Sanders,
MDC,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Wake,
Yellowson,
Blossom Toes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gichy Dan,
Japan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Todd Terry,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bush Tetras,
Lyres,
Chrome,
Angry Samoans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sonic Youth,
Jacob Miller,
Pole,
Ten City,
Roxy Music,
Carl Craig,
The Stooges,
Television Personalities,
Bootsy Collins,
Minutemen,
Letta Mbulu,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Tremeloes,
Audionom,
Roxette,
Lungfish,
New Order,
Basic Channel,
Henry Cow,
Dave Gahan,
the Soft Cell,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.