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 Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ten City to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Slackers,
Matthew Bourne,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soft Cell,
The Red Krayola,
Whodini,
Delon & Dalcan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Half Japanese,
X-101,
Tom Boy,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alphaville,
the Swans,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pantytec,
David Bowie,
Panda Bear,
Scratch Acid,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lightning Bolt,
Bobby Womack,
Deadbeat,
Cheater Slicks,
Minutemen,
Donald Byrd,
Eric Dolphy,
Roxette,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lungfish,
Newcleus,
Negative Approach,
The Music Machine,
Depeche Mode,
Amon Düül,
Silicon Teens,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cameo,
The Birthday Party,
Donny Hathaway,
DJ Style,
Au Pairs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Moby Grape,
These Immortal Souls,
Ten City,
Jandek,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Vogues,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ronan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Section 25,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Brass Construction,
Pole,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.