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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
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 chamberlin 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 Joy Division to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Letta Mbulu. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nils Olav,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Al Stewart,
Black Bananas,
The Modern Lovers,
Section 25,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Dirtbombs,
Country Teasers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
10cc,
The Blackbyrds,
K-Klass,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dark Day,
The Mummies,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jacques Brel,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Anakelly,
Cheater Slicks,
Aswad,
Brick,
48th St. Collective,
Bill Wells,
Monks,
Tropical Tobacco,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
X-Ray Spex,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Y Pants,
Howard Jones,
Derrick Morgan,
B.T. Express,
Stockholm Monsters,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Man Eating Sloth,
ABBA,
Bauhaus,
Jeff Lynne,
Avey Tare,
Yellowson,
Deadbeat,
Angry Samoans,
Marc Almond,
Cymande,
The Standells,
Alison Limerick,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Michelle Simonal,
The Litter,
UT,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Joey Negro,
The Victims,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.