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 Latvia and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Grey Daturas to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Vainqueur,
Outsiders,
Stiv Bators,
Cheater Slicks,
The Dead C,
Rites of Spring,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pussy Galore,
The Cowsills,
Pantaleimon,
The Velvet Underground,
Derrick Morgan,
The Grass Roots,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pantytec,
Rufus Thomas,
Eurythmics,
Deakin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sällskapet,
Hot Snakes,
Toni Rubio,
Bobby Womack,
Organ,
Skaos,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Index,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Alarm Clocks,
Zero Boys,
Eric Dolphy,
The Residents,
Bobby Byrd,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Make Up,
Mark Hollis,
Rekid,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bobby Sherman,
Ludus,
Infiniti,
Boredoms,
Tropical Tobacco,
X-Ray Spex,
Gang of Four,
Flash Fearless,
Mandrill,
Inner City,
Swans,
Audionom,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Black Moon,
Guru Guru,
Agitation Free,
Morten Harket,
Scrapy,
Cecil Taylor,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.