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 Palau and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Pretty Things to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Graham Central Station,
Sight & Sound,
Joy Division,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Sonics,
The Modern Lovers,
the Association,
R.M.O.,
Piero Umiliani,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fat Boys,
The Doobie Brothers,
48th St. Collective,
Lightning Bolt,
Toni Rubio,
Drexciya,
Altered Images,
Danielle Patucci,
Unrelated Segments,
The Young Rascals,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Offenders,
The Blackbyrds,
Soul II Soul,
Average White Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Pagans,
June Days,
Jeff Mills,
Scott Walker,
Echospace,
Fugazi,
The Barracudas,
Amon Düül,
Khruangbin,
Soulsonic Force,
Freddie Wadling,
MC5,
The Smiths,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Derrick Morgan,
The Searchers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
LL Cool J,
The Music Machine,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Slackers,
Loose Ends,
Glambeats Corp.,
Hasil Adkins,
Rapeman,
Sandy B,
The Names,
The Cramps,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Sonics,
JFA,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eric Dolphy,
Second Layer,
the Bar-Kays,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.