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 Barbados and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jawbox to the techno 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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Searchers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jacob Miller,
Zero Boys,
Alton Ellis,
Rekid,
Half Japanese,
Heaven 17,
This Heat,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Monks,
Minnie Riperton,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scientists,
The Mojo Men,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mandrill,
The Misunderstood,
Derrick Morgan,
Severed Heads,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tommy Roe,
Slave,
The Sonics,
Porter Ricks,
David Axelrod,
The Remains,
The Seeds,
Don Cherry,
The Fall,
Marcia Griffiths,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pole,
Kool Moe Dee,
Public Image Ltd.,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Aswad,
Black Sheep,
Little Man,
Yellowson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Boz Scaggs,
The Fuzztones,
Girls At Our Best!,
Godley & Creme,
Visage,
Mo-Dettes,
T.S.O.L.,
Eric Dolphy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Birthday Party,
Amon Düül II,
Hoover,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sly & The Family Stone,
John Foxx,
Blancmange,
Marmalade,
The Kinks,
The Cramps,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.