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 Cambodia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Hoover to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Brick,
Joe Smooth,
Bobby Womack,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jacob Miller,
Ossler,
Ludus,
Leonard Cohen,
The Mummies,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
cv313,
Blossom Toes,
Black Sheep,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mars,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rekid,
Maurizio,
Tears for Fears,
Laurel Aitken,
Franke,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Joe Finger,
Black Bananas,
Pole,
Faraquet,
Scion,
The Misunderstood,
Drexciya,
Sun Ra,
Wings,
Henry Cow,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lalann,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Skaos,
Monks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lucky Dragons,
Kerri Chandler,
DJ Style,
Soft Cell,
The Last Poets,
Goldenarms,
CMW,
Lalo Schifrin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Supertramp,
Bad Manners,
Marmalade,
Alphaville,
Freddie Wadling,
The Residents,
The Walker Brothers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Camberwell Now,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rites of Spring,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.