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 Tajikistan and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Au Pairs to the rock 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Searchers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jacques Brel,
Negative Approach,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Slave,
Pet Shop Boys,
Quantec,
Cheater Slicks,
Charles Mingus,
Franke,
David McCallum,
The Associates,
Joey Negro,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Spandau Ballet,
Grauzone,
The Young Rascals,
Fad Gadget,
Chris & Cosey,
Sonic Youth,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Easy Going,
Ultra Naté,
June Days,
The Monochrome Set,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Modern Lovers,
Banda Bassotti,
Fear,
The Kinks,
Gong,
Pierre Henry,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Skatalites,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Maurizio,
Scott Walker,
Trumans Water,
Marine Girls,
Toni Rubio,
Sarah Menescal,
Section 25,
Dawn Penn,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ponytail,
ABC,
Brothers Johnson,
Technova,
Joensuu 1685,
Ludus,
The Moleskins,
Rotary Connection,
Half Japanese,
Roy Ayers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jeff Lynne,
Monks,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.