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 Sweden and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Calgary.
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 synthesizer 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 Harmonia to the crunk 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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Y Pants,
Procol Harum,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Todd Terry,
Alice Coltrane,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bauhaus,
Jandek,
Animal Collective,
Leonard Cohen,
Los Fastidios,
The Moleskins,
CMW,
Eric Copeland,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Janne Schatter,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gang Starr,
Lakeside,
Rekid,
Magazine,
Ice-T,
Basic Channel,
Slave,
Livin' Joy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Grey Daturas,
The Moody Blues,
Clear Light,
David McCallum,
Organ,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Angry Samoans,
The Move,
Mars,
Warsaw,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wasted Youth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Interpol,
Make Up,
Dawn Penn,
Model 500,
Flash Fearless,
Oblivians,
The Raincoats,
F. McDonald,
L. Decosne,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pylon,
The Blues Magoos,
Buzzcocks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hardrive,
The Cramps,
The Divine Comedy,
T.S.O.L.,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.