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 Oman and from New York.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron 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 Sun City Girls to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Men They Couldn't Hang. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Anakelly,
Radiohead,
Boz Scaggs,
Shuggie Otis,
Byron Stingily,
Sight & Sound,
Henry Cow,
Los Fastidios,
Au Pairs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mandrill,
Kerrie Biddell,
Darondo,
Yaz,
the Germs,
Crooked Eye,
The Offenders,
Amon Düül,
Massinfluence,
Schoolly D,
Technova,
Eve St. Jones,
Underground Resistance,
Ultra Naté,
Fear,
Rites of Spring,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Smiths,
Frankie Knuckles,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Erasure,
The Dirtbombs,
Mo-Dettes,
OOIOO,
Porter Ricks,
Roy Ayers,
David Bowie,
Severed Heads,
AZ,
The Litter,
Janne Schatter,
Lindisfarne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Moon,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Graham Central Station,
The Smoke,
Brass Construction,
the Normal,
Morten Harket,
Nico,
Livin' Joy,
Rotary Connection,
Alton Ellis,
Panda Bear,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soulsonic Force,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.