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 Kenya and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Janne Schatter to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ultimate Spinach,
H. Thieme,
The Angels of Light,
Marine Girls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Slits,
Todd Terry,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Toasters,
Soft Machine,
Second Layer,
Mary Jane Girls,
Robert Wyatt,
Matthew Halsall,
Glambeats Corp.,
Blancmange,
Kayak,
Mission of Burma,
Joe Finger,
Altered Images,
LL Cool J,
Pagans,
The Detroit Cobras,
Drexciya,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
kango's stein massive,
Sixth Finger,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soul II Soul,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Sonics,
John Foxx,
Japan,
Moebius,
Sight & Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The J.B.'s,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Gladiators,
Skriet,
Clear Light,
Bauhaus,
The Invisible,
Yusef Lateef,
The Dirtbombs,
The Happenings,
Idris Muhammad,
Piero Umiliani,
Thompson Twins,
Rites of Spring,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Darondo,
Iggy Pop,
Technova,
Fugazi,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.