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 Barbados and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Flash Fearless to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Michelle Simonal,
Glenn Branca,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Bar-Kays,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mad Mike,
Maurizio,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pylon,
Dual Sessions,
John Foxx,
The Human League,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Thee Headcoats,
Rakim,
Colin Newman,
Sam Rivers,
Franke,
The Dave Clark Five,
Smog,
Barbara Tucker,
Brick,
Bush Tetras,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Morten Harket,
cv313,
Malaria!,
Grandmaster Flash,
Animal Collective,
Jesper Dahlback,
Vainqueur,
Surgeon,
Peter & Gordon,
the Swans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Stooges,
ABBA,
Von Mondo,
Gichy Dan,
Motorama,
Nick Fraelich,
Nirvana,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Au Pairs,
Crash Course in Science,
The Moleskins,
Man Parrish,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cybotron,
Scientists,
Ronan,
MC5,
Saccharine Trust,
Fatback Band,
Flash Fearless,
Mission of Burma,
Visage,
The New Christs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Oblivians,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.