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 Kiribati and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Traffic Nightmare to the grime 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scion,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fire Engines,
The Moleskins,
Maurizio,
Ludus,
Agitation Free,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eden Ahbez,
Throbbing Gristle,
Blossom Toes,
Johnny Clarke,
MC5,
Rekid,
The Young Rascals,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Silicon Teens,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mo-Dettes,
Charles Mingus,
Negative Approach,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sister Nancy,
Brothers Johnson,
James White and The Blacks,
Ronan,
Public Enemy,
This Heat,
Mark Hollis,
Dave Gahan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Q and Not U,
Jimmy McGriff,
Soul Sonic Force,
ABC,
Marc Almond,
The Neon Judgement,
Avey Tare,
Faust,
Royal Trux,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cybotron,
Gabor Szabo,
Duran Duran,
L. Decosne,
Morten Harket,
The Standells,
Traffic Nightmare,
LL Cool J,
Slave,
Cheater Slicks,
Parry Music,
Neil Young,
Mandrill,
The New Christs,
Icehouse,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.