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 Haiti and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manchester.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Franke to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Lindisfarne,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eve St. Jones,
The Gap Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Davy DMX,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Erasure,
Scrapy,
Amon Düül II,
The Knickerbockers,
Quantec,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tres Demented,
Trumans Water,
OOIOO,
Sister Nancy,
Quando Quango,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
DNA,
Scientists,
Absolute Body Control,
The Slits,
Angry Samoans,
DJ Style,
Grauzone,
Crash Course in Science,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sparks,
Graham Central Station,
The Searchers,
The Blackbyrds,
Neil Young,
Outsiders,
Lou Christie,
The Litter,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Busters,
Letta Mbulu,
kango's stein massive,
Sex Pistols,
Leonard Cohen,
Desert Stars,
New York Dolls,
The Five Americans,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gun Club,
Stiv Bators,
Man Eating Sloth,
Minutemen,
Reagan Youth,
Barbara Tucker,
Alison Limerick,
Minny Pops,
Girls At Our Best!,
Radio Birdman,
Ten City,
Gang Starr,
Boz Scaggs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.