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 Qatar and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the techno 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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lindisfarne,
the Association,
The Fugs,
World's Most,
Marine Girls,
Technova,
Bauhaus,
MC5,
Interpol,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bill Wells,
Rhythm & Sound,
Television Personalities,
The Golliwogs,
Piero Umiliani,
Mo-Dettes,
Basic Channel,
Henry Cow,
Smog,
Danielle Patucci,
Robert Görl,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Magma,
Lightning Bolt,
This Heat,
the Fania All-Stars,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Slits,
The Fire Engines,
Brick,
Zapp,
Sugar Minott,
The Motions,
Roy Ayers,
Chris & Cosey,
The United States of America,
Simply Red,
Minutemen,
Pulsallama,
Arcadia,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Searchers,
The Residents,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Surgeon,
The Last Poets,
Reuben Wilson,
Amazonics,
Lower 48,
Theoretical Girls,
The Smiths,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Organ,
Boredoms,
Funkadelic,
X-Ray Spex,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.