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 Australia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Matthew Bourne to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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 Beau Brummels,
Scan 7,
Godley & Creme,
Joy Division,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Remains,
Carl Craig,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scion,
Saccharine Trust,
Lindisfarne,
Pere Ubu,
Dawn Penn,
Flipper,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Smog,
a-ha,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jeff Mills,
Peter & Gordon,
Roger Hodgson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Porter Ricks,
the Germs,
The Blackbyrds,
Piero Umiliani,
Grandmaster Flash,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Joensuu 1685,
X-102,
Outsiders,
Isaac Hayes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Basic Channel,
Soft Machine,
Alphaville,
Magazine,
The Fugs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Iggy Pop,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Siglo XX,
Unrelated Segments,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Hashim,
Fugazi,
Sarah Menescal,
Bootsy Collins,
Erykah Badu,
The Victims,
Frankie Knuckles,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lakeside,
The Mojo Men,
Cal Tjader,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Amazonics,
LL Cool J,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Funkadelic,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.