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 Singapore and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 EPMD to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Gastr Del Sol,
OOIOO,
Marmalade,
the Sonics,
Roxy Music,
The Zeros,
Dave Gahan,
Qualms,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pantytec,
Fad Gadget,
Skarface,
Iggy Pop,
Sandy B,
Magazine,
Chris Corsano,
Funky Four + One,
These Immortal Souls,
Surgeon,
Joe Smooth,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Human League,
Bill Wells,
Junior Murvin,
Bush Tetras,
Curtis Mayfield,
David McCallum,
Wasted Youth,
Bootsy Collins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Livin' Joy,
Siglo XX,
Arthur Verocai,
Tubeway Army,
Darondo,
Porter Ricks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Grey Daturas,
Soft Machine,
Magma,
The Real Kids,
Anakelly,
Severed Heads,
Janne Schatter,
Oneida,
The Skatalites,
Bronski Beat,
Niagra,
Panda Bear,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eric B and Rakim,
Groovy Waters,
UT,
Stereo Dub,
The Beau Brummels,
New Age Steppers,
Y Pants,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Interpol,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.