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 Turkmenistan and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Philadelphia.
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 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 Rites of Spring to the jazz 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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Michelle Simonal,
Tubeway Army,
Adolescents,
Glenn Branca,
Faraquet,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Moody Blues,
Gabor Szabo,
Minny Pops,
Scion,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Robert Görl,
Sight & Sound,
Dark Day,
Moebius,
D'Angelo,
Lungfish,
Bush Tetras,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tommy Roe,
Stockholm Monsters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Unrelated Segments,
Intrusion,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Das Ding,
Liliput,
Main Source,
Patti Smith,
Joensuu 1685,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Smog,
The Velvet Underground,
CMW,
Matthew Bourne,
Urselle,
Stiv Bators,
Aloha Tigers,
Ice-T,
The Fugs,
Deadbeat,
Ultimate Spinach,
Supertramp,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gang Green,
Khruangbin,
Wally Richardson,
Johnny Clarke,
Al Stewart,
Little Man,
June Days,
Trumans Water,
Section 25,
Nation of Ulysses,
Danielle Patucci,
The Associates,
Jeff Mills,
Fugazi,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.