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 Maldives and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Babytalk to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Althea and Donna,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Index,
Scott Walker,
Brothers Johnson,
Mantronix,
Slick Rick,
New Order,
Loose Ends,
Drexciya,
Matthew Halsall,
Dawn Penn,
Grandmaster Flash,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The United States of America,
the Association,
Blake Baxter,
The Sonics,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Circle Jerks,
MDC,
Pulsallama,
Ohio Players,
Erasure,
Accadde A,
Fear,
Absolute Body Control,
Yaz,
Aural Exciters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Faraquet,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cameo,
The Victims,
The Vogues,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Remains,
Negative Approach,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Visage,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gil Scott Heron,
Judy Mowatt,
Neu!,
The Residents,
Ossler,
David Bowie,
The Cramps,
Bizarre Inc.,
Intrusion,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Chrome,
The Misunderstood,
Tubeway Army,
Rapeman,
Basic Channel,
Roger Hodgson,
The Divine Comedy,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.