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 Cameroon and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Fad Gadget to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Camberwell Now,
Ituana,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Black Sheep,
Matthew Halsall,
The Offenders,
Surgeon,
Jeru the Damaja,
Oblivians,
Sarah Menescal,
The Skatalites,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fortunes,
This Heat,
Aaron Thompson,
Lindisfarne,
The Walker Brothers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Intrusion,
Ronan,
The Cramps,
Moss Icon,
Skarface,
Fat Boys,
The New Christs,
Derrick May,
Television Personalities,
Negative Approach,
Eve St. Jones,
Stiv Bators,
The Residents,
Joe Finger,
Stetsasonic,
The Litter,
Technova,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nas,
Kayak,
The Toasters,
Byron Stingily,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Harry Pussy,
The Index,
The Trojans,
Ohio Players,
The Gladiators,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Zeros,
Alton Ellis,
The Invisible,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Silicon Teens,
Alice Coltrane,
Siglo XX,
The Kinks,
Fad Gadget,
The Black Dice,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
John Lydon,
PIL,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.