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 Thailand and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 oboe 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 Colin Newman to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Con Funk Shun,
Chrome,
Zapp,
New Order,
The Last Poets,
The Durutti Column,
Cheater Slicks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Derrick Morgan,
Icehouse,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ice-T,
China Crisis,
AZ,
Todd Terry,
The Names,
ABBA,
Fatback Band,
Qualms,
Moss Icon,
Vainqueur,
the Association,
Sonic Youth,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marvin Gaye,
Skarface,
The Trojans,
Sun City Girls,
Henry Cow,
Minutemen,
Soul II Soul,
Gang of Four,
DJ Sneak,
Zero Boys,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Detroit Cobras,
Johnny Clarke,
Terrestrial Tones,
Underground Resistance,
Au Pairs,
Warren Ellis,
Fluxion,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Public Enemy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Basic Channel,
The Toasters,
Ten City,
Stereo Dub,
Arcadia,
Fugazi,
Subhumans,
Mr. Review,
Talk Talk,
Junior Murvin,
Y Pants,
Ultravox,
Alton Ellis,
Moebius,
Suburban Knight,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.