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 Namibia and from Madrid.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Hasil Adkins to the jazz 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
E-Dancer,
Robert Hood,
Laurel Aitken,
The Leaves,
Derrick May,
The Music Machine,
Donny Hathaway,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
kango's stein massive,
Massinfluence,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Dave Clark Five,
Radio Birdman,
FM Einheit,
a-ha,
Quando Quango,
KRS-One,
Black Pus,
The Motions,
Amazonics,
Derrick Morgan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Association,
Blossom Toes,
Brick,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Los Fastidios,
Black Sheep,
One Last Wish,
Swans,
Model 500,
Slave,
Cecil Taylor,
Maleditus Sound,
Roy Ayers,
The Tremeloes,
Can,
Peter and Kerry,
Hardrive,
Inner City,
Au Pairs,
Moby Grape,
Duran Duran,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Remains,
Das Ding,
The Black Dice,
The Index,
ABBA,
DJ Style,
Skarface,
Monks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Joe Finger,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
John Foxx,
Morten Harket,
Surgeon,
Grey Daturas,
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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.