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 Cyprus and from Glasgow.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Lebanon Hanover to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stiv Bators,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Masters at Work,
Don Cherry,
Mark Hollis,
the Normal,
Marc Almond,
AZ,
Von Mondo,
CMW,
The Names,
Spandau Ballet,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Darondo,
Jandek,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Howard Jones,
The Victims,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Association,
A Certain Ratio,
Charles Mingus,
Loose Ends,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Oneida,
Hardrive,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Fugs,
Black Moon,
Bauhaus,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
X-101,
Harmonia,
Grandmaster Flash,
D'Angelo,
Scion,
Johnny Clarke,
Idris Muhammad,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
John Foxx,
Wasted Youth,
Funky Four + One,
Ultimate Spinach,
Groovy Waters,
Jawbox,
Scott Walker,
Roger Hodgson,
Nils Olav,
The Techniques,
UT,
The Golliwogs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Robert Görl,
Sister Nancy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.