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 Bhutan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro 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 Ultravox to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Nils Olav,
The Techniques,
Magazine,
Flipper,
Wire,
Kerrie Biddell,
Grauzone,
Main Source,
Morten Harket,
Agent Orange,
Cybotron,
The Raincoats,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Litter,
Guru Guru,
Lucky Dragons,
Rapeman,
Little Man,
Sällskapet,
Jerry's Kids,
Sun City Girls,
Newcleus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gun Club,
the Association,
Mission of Burma,
The Modern Lovers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Suicide,
Warren Ellis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Star Department,
La Düsseldorf,
The Black Dice,
The Leaves,
The Martian,
Pulsallama,
The Sonics,
Scrapy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Human League,
Kenny Larkin,
The Gap Band,
Trumans Water,
The Fuzztones,
The Fortunes,
The Angels of Light,
James White and The Blacks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sarah Menescal,
The Move,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ten City,
Pole,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Siglo XX,
EPMD,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Young Rascals,
Sun Ra,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.