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 Greece and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the dance 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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
These Immortal Souls,
the Slits,
The Monks,
Slick Rick,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Minutemen,
The American Breed,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ludus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lyres,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Khruangbin,
Avey Tare,
Reuben Wilson,
John Cale,
The Searchers,
Gichy Dan,
Minnie Riperton,
Lucky Dragons,
Yusef Lateef,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Niagra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Agitation Free,
JFA,
The Wake,
The Selecter,
the Association,
Magma,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Interpol,
Swans,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Moleskins,
Kas Product,
Loose Ends,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
DNA,
Bad Manners,
Scion,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
MC5,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Doors,
Audionom,
The Residents,
The Beau Brummels,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eric Copeland,
Piero Umiliani,
The Birthday Party,
The Offenders,
Inner City,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.