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 Vietnam and from Shanghai.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 Gerry Rafferty to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
The Invisible,
Josef K,
Flash Fearless,
The New Christs,
Bush Tetras,
Pharoah Sanders,
Von Mondo,
Soul Sonic Force,
PIL,
Au Pairs,
Deakin,
Interpol,
F. McDonald,
Dave Gahan,
Yaz,
Soft Cell,
Michelle Simonal,
Danielle Patucci,
Aural Exciters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Matthew Halsall,
The Star Department,
L. Decosne,
The Remains,
Groovy Waters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Standells,
The Buckinghams,
The Cure,
Brand Nubian,
Nik Kershaw,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Youth Brigade,
Supertramp,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Derrick May,
AZ,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pantytec,
Matthew Bourne,
Chris Corsano,
a-ha,
This Heat,
Robert Hood,
Hoover,
The Mummies,
Grey Daturas,
Cymande,
Jacob Miller,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Doors,
Slick Rick,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Quadrant,
The Tremeloes,
Liliput,
Cluster,
Sonic Youth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Radiohead,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.