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 Papua New Guinea and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Halifax and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Grandmaster Flash 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sandy B,
Johnny Clarke,
Peter and Kerry,
Nirvana,
Gil Scott Heron,
LL Cool J,
Crispy Ambulance,
Echospace,
The Pop Group,
Young Marble Giants,
Brothers Johnson,
Minor Threat,
Black Bananas,
Alison Limerick,
F. McDonald,
The Cowsills,
The Searchers,
the Germs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Main Source,
Con Funk Shun,
Colin Newman,
The Dirtbombs,
Swans,
Model 500,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rites of Spring,
Drexciya,
Bill Wells,
X-Ray Spex,
Alton Ellis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Accadde A,
One Last Wish,
Supertramp,
Ronan,
Simply Red,
Neil Young,
Slave,
Yazoo,
Masters at Work,
Black Sheep,
The Skatalites,
Boredoms,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
OOIOO,
kango's stein massive,
Scientists,
Dawn Penn,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Golliwogs,
FM Einheit,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pierre Henry,
Grauzone,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Nico,
Scratch Acid,
Scion,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.