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 Tanzania and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Groovy Waters to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Niagra,
Nik Kershaw,
Thee Headcoats,
The Evens,
Bush Tetras,
Lucky Dragons,
Dark Day,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Young Marble Giants,
Soulsonic Force,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Stereo Dub,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Reagan Youth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ituana,
Moby Grape,
Ice-T,
Marvin Gaye,
Erykah Badu,
Sound Behaviour,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Severed Heads,
Joy Division,
Rekid,
The Stooges,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
New Age Steppers,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Raincoats,
Matthew Bourne,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mad Mike,
Royal Trux,
Mandrill,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Schoolly D,
Roxy Music,
Average White Band,
The Count Five,
The Fire Engines,
Suicide,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Amon Düül II,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Aural Exciters,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Quando Quango,
Essential Logic,
Moss Icon,
Johnny Clarke,
Basic Channel,
Babytalk,
The Blues Magoos,
The Tremeloes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dave Gahan,
Groovy Waters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Inner City,
Banda Bassotti,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.