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 Lesotho and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Glasgow.
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 synthesizer 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 World's Most to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Adolescents,
Rapeman,
Sparks,
Carl Craig,
Gang Green,
Schoolly D,
John Foxx,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Junior Murvin,
Black Moon,
The Martian,
Alphaville,
Babytalk,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cybotron,
Scan 7,
Fugazi,
KRS-One,
Jerry's Kids,
Soul II Soul,
This Heat,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Underground Resistance,
The Techniques,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Audionom,
Skaos,
DNA,
New York Dolls,
Arab on Radar,
The Litter,
Popol Vuh,
T. Rex,
Ronnie Foster,
Fad Gadget,
Agent Orange,
Jacob Miller,
Warren Ellis,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Buckinghams,
Rotary Connection,
Pet Shop Boys,
Marshall Jefferson,
Accadde A,
Marine Girls,
Laurel Aitken,
Shoche,
Lakeside,
Gichy Dan,
Aloha Tigers,
X-101,
The Gories,
Duran Duran,
The Grass Roots,
Flamin' Groovies,
Derrick Morgan,
Dorothy Ashby,
Stiv Bators,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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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.