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 Afghanistan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer 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 Gerry Rafferty to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio 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 grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Litter,
Depeche Mode,
Interpol,
Harry Pussy,
Don Cherry,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cymande,
Davy DMX,
The Blues Magoos,
Chris & Cosey,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Wake,
Lightning Bolt,
Terry Callier,
The Flesh Eaters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lakeside,
Silicon Teens,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fatback Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Khruangbin,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bill Wells,
Rosa Yemen,
Tom Boy,
Prince Buster,
The Cramps,
The Barracudas,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Associates,
Iggy Pop,
Archie Shepp,
The Motions,
Second Layer,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Stockholm Monsters,
Stereo Dub,
The New Christs,
Sun City Girls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Infiniti,
Ultravox,
Con Funk Shun,
The Skatalites,
Susan Cadogan,
Niagra,
the Fania All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wally Richardson,
Theoretical Girls,
Unwound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
ABBA,
Eden Ahbez,
Vladislav Delay,
The Count Five,
Camouflage,
Crooked Eye,
Cecil Taylor,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.