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 United Kingdom and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Toasters to the rock 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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Erasure,
Delon & Dalcan,
Crime,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Isaac Hayes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Royal Trux,
Inner City,
Dark Day,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Grass Roots,
The Monochrome Set,
Siglo XX,
Talk Talk,
Symarip,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ohio Players,
Aswad,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cymande,
Slave,
Country Teasers,
The Modern Lovers,
The Red Krayola,
John Holt,
Kerri Chandler,
Can,
Gerry Rafferty,
Albert Ayler,
Organ,
PIL,
Agent Orange,
Eric Dolphy,
Essential Logic,
Eric Copeland,
Khruangbin,
Jawbox,
Tres Demented,
Japan,
Ludus,
MDC,
Chris Corsano,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Happenings,
Electric Prunes,
The Golliwogs,
The Names,
La Düsseldorf,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Gap Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Stereo Dub,
The Barracudas,
the Normal,
Altered Images,
Black Sheep,
Schoolly D,
Patti Smith,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.