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 Honduras and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Motorama to the disco 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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ossler,
Arab on Radar,
Michelle Simonal,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Supertramp,
E-Dancer,
Gerry Rafferty,
Godley & Creme,
Pharoah Sanders,
Television,
a-ha,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jeff Mills,
Fugazi,
The Neon Judgement,
Japan,
Johnny Clarke,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Flash Fearless,
These Immortal Souls,
The Velvet Underground,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cecil Taylor,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
David McCallum,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Cure,
FM Einheit,
Archie Shepp,
Amazonics,
Unrelated Segments,
Bad Manners,
Bauhaus,
Derrick Morgan,
Excepter,
The Zeros,
The Move,
Robert Görl,
Davy DMX,
Deakin,
The Kinks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dead Boys,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Knickerbockers,
Swans,
Sandy B,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Human League,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fear,
Anthony Braxton,
Kevin Saunderson,
Grey Daturas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Subhumans,
Todd Terry,
Ice-T,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cramps,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.