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 India and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Whodini to the rock 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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
48th St. Collective,
a-ha,
F. McDonald,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Happenings,
Terry Callier,
Panda Bear,
Wally Richardson,
Sixth Finger,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ponytail,
Arab on Radar,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Audionom,
Echospace,
The Slackers,
The Zeros,
The Velvet Underground,
the Association,
Pylon,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Thompson Twins,
Television Personalities,
Stiv Bators,
Eli Mardock,
Sam Rivers,
Rod Modell,
Tres Demented,
Sister Nancy,
The Stooges,
The Cosmic Jokers,
David Bowie,
The Techniques,
Tommy Roe,
Amon Düül,
Joey Negro,
Main Source,
John Lydon,
Quantec,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
PIL,
Visage,
Jeff Mills,
Interpol,
The Misunderstood,
Fela Kuti,
the Normal,
X-102,
Aloha Tigers,
Warren Ellis,
Joensuu 1685,
Colin Newman,
Ash Ra Tempel,
A Certain Ratio,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Todd Terry,
One Last Wish,
Eddi Front,
Dark Day,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Cramps,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.