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 Japan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ultra Naté to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Johnny Clarke,
Saccharine Trust,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Anthony Braxton,
Rod Modell,
Malaria!,
Lower 48,
The Zeros,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Peter & Gordon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jawbox,
Idris Muhammad,
The Young Rascals,
Wings,
Lindisfarne,
The J.B.'s,
Chrome,
cv313,
Deadbeat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Blossom Toes,
Nation of Ulysses,
MDC,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Velvet Underground,
Tom Boy,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gong,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Echospace,
Dual Sessions,
Angry Samoans,
Delta 5,
Wolf Eyes,
Drexciya,
The Trojans,
A Certain Ratio,
Ohio Players,
48th St. Collective,
The Smiths,
Spandau Ballet,
One Last Wish,
Alton Ellis,
Ossler,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Silicon Teens,
Easy Going,
Ultimate Spinach,
Audionom,
Adolescents,
The Beau Brummels,
Blake Baxter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Urselle,
The Modern Lovers,
Duran Duran,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.