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 Kazakhstan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 theremin 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 The Pop Group to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Skaos,
Bush Tetras,
The Cramps,
Agitation Free,
Gong,
Y Pants,
John Lydon,
The Fuzztones,
Eric Copeland,
Ornette Coleman,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Sonics,
Max Romeo,
Dark Day,
Brand Nubian,
The Pretty Things,
Clear Light,
Chris Corsano,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
X-102,
the Swans,
Sister Nancy,
Amazonics,
Shuggie Otis,
Radiohead,
Bill Wells,
Rapeman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Skarface,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sugar Minott,
June of 44,
UT,
Grauzone,
Marvin Gaye,
Q and Not U,
CMW,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Arcadia,
Faraquet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
MDC,
Gang Gang Dance,
Judy Mowatt,
Liliput,
Royal Trux,
the Slits,
Eli Mardock,
Chris & Cosey,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Misunderstood,
Angry Samoans,
Darondo,
Lebanon Hanover,
DJ Style,
Lucky Dragons,
The Wake,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.