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 Cameroon and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 guitar 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 Neu! to the rap 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Lucky Dragons,
Cluster,
Grauzone,
Jerry's Kids,
Lower 48,
kango's stein massive,
Tres Demented,
Donald Byrd,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Moebius,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Smoke,
Pussy Galore,
Chris & Cosey,
H. Thieme,
Moby Grape,
T.S.O.L.,
This Heat,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Desert Stars,
Bronski Beat,
Sandy B,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
FM Einheit,
Dual Sessions,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Talk Talk,
Pole,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Brick,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Sound,
Johnny Clarke,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lalo Schifrin,
Half Japanese,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Black Bananas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Buzzcocks,
Monks,
Eric Copeland,
Avey Tare,
World's Most,
The Seeds,
Nico,
Glambeats Corp.,
Big Daddy Kane,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Skriet,
Hot Snakes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.