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 Ecuador and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 808 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 Brass Construction to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Das Ding,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gong,
Jacob Miller,
Electric Prunes,
Henry Cow,
Ituana,
Supertramp,
Iggy Pop,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jawbox,
Josef K,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Suburban Knight,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Q and Not U,
Japan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Main Source,
The Slackers,
CMW,
Deadbeat,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jeru the Damaja,
kango's stein massive,
Sight & Sound,
Television Personalities,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Offenders,
ABBA,
Angry Samoans,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Young Rascals,
Agitation Free,
The Knickerbockers,
Janne Schatter,
Amon Düül,
Letta Mbulu,
Sugar Minott,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Cale,
Ken Boothe,
PIL,
Q65,
Sun Ra,
Trumans Water,
The J.B.'s,
Bronski Beat,
Jandek,
The Slits,
Sarah Menescal,
Girls At Our Best!,
MC5,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gang of Four,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Monks,
Lucky Dragons,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.