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 Peru and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 linndrum 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 The Dead C to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
One Last Wish,
Joe Smooth,
the Normal,
Amazonics,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tommy Roe,
Wire,
Audionom,
JFA,
The Music Machine,
Lungfish,
Warren Ellis,
Graham Central Station,
the Germs,
The Blackbyrds,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Avey Tare,
Sam Rivers,
Parry Music,
Soul II Soul,
Intrusion,
Rhythm & Sound,
Royal Trux,
Josef K,
The Fall,
Heaven 17,
Flamin' Groovies,
June Days,
Vladislav Delay,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nils Olav,
X-Ray Spex,
Gregory Isaacs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bootsy Collins,
Pierre Henry,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eden Ahbez,
Magma,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scratch Acid,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rufus Thomas,
Hardrive,
CMW,
Hoover,
The Sound,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Angry Samoans,
Lalo Schifrin,
Essential Logic,
Arcadia,
Marmalade,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.