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 Barbados and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jawbox to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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 Wake,
Soulsonic Force,
World's Most,
The Cramps,
Chris & Cosey,
Patti Smith,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gerry Rafferty,
Blake Baxter,
Tropical Tobacco,
Derrick Morgan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Danielle Patucci,
Alphaville,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lower 48,
The Pop Group,
Symarip,
E-Dancer,
Skaos,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
John Lydon,
Fugazi,
The Doors,
Kaleidoscope,
Radiopuhelimet,
Soft Cell,
Average White Band,
Liliput,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DJ Style,
Zapp,
KRS-One,
Talk Talk,
Funkadelic,
Altered Images,
Connie Case,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Theoretical Girls,
Rosa Yemen,
Terry Callier,
Wally Richardson,
Cal Tjader,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Matthew Halsall,
The Residents,
Dark Day,
Stetsasonic,
Gabor Szabo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marvin Gaye,
Drexciya,
ABC,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lou Christie,
The Knickerbockers,
Wings,
Amon Düül,
The Cure,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.