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 Libya and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ 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 Livin' Joy 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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
The Fire Engines,
Black Bananas,
Scion,
Popol Vuh,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ronan,
Alton Ellis,
Intrusion,
The Busters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dark Day,
In Retrospect,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Star Department,
the Germs,
Harry Pussy,
Reagan Youth,
Isaac Hayes,
The Count Five,
Cal Tjader,
Boredoms,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lakeside,
The Motions,
Swell Maps,
Matthew Bourne,
Public Image Ltd.,
Skarface,
The Saints,
Suicide,
Accadde A,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marc Almond,
Amazonics,
The Misunderstood,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sister Nancy,
Al Stewart,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gang Starr,
Drexciya,
Sugar Minott,
Rhythm & Sound,
Angry Samoans,
Amon Düül II,
Mandrill,
Mark Hollis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sam Rivers,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Selecter,
Deakin,
John Foxx,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Knickerbockers,
The Gories,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Moebius,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.