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 Spain and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Theoretical Girls to the disco 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds 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?
Rufus Thomas,
Ossler,
Chrome,
Alice Coltrane,
Gang of Four,
8 Eyed Spy,
Suicide,
Sugar Minott,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pantytec,
Todd Terry,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rotary Connection,
Lungfish,
Hashim,
Godley & Creme,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dark Day,
Arcadia,
Marine Girls,
Todd Rundgren,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Silicon Teens,
Crooked Eye,
Brass Construction,
New Order,
The Vogues,
Bronski Beat,
David Bowie,
Q65,
Fatback Band,
Section 25,
Spandau Ballet,
Arab on Radar,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Scrapy,
Young Marble Giants,
Deepchord,
cv313,
Steve Hackett,
Delta 5,
Visage,
Nik Kershaw,
Barrington Levy,
The Count Five,
Rhythm & Sound,
Brothers Johnson,
Vainqueur,
The Mojo Men,
Loose Ends,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ohio Players,
Gregory Isaacs,
Alison Limerick,
Livin' Joy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wasted Youth,
Soft Machine,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.