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 Russia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 guitar 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 Quadrant to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Arab on Radar,
The Velvet Underground,
Fad Gadget,
Jimmy McGriff,
Slick Rick,
Spoonie Gee,
Duran Duran,
Excepter,
Marshall Jefferson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
A Certain Ratio,
Accadde A,
Suicide,
The Misunderstood,
Tres Demented,
Soul II Soul,
Scan 7,
Japan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Brick,
New Order,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Normal,
Deepchord,
Max Romeo,
Fear,
AZ,
The Toasters,
OOIOO,
Vainqueur,
CMW,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gun Club,
UT,
The Leaves,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mandrill,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Martian,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fat Boys,
The Divine Comedy,
F. McDonald,
The Happenings,
Mark Hollis,
Leonard Cohen,
Harmonia,
Bluetip,
Drexciya,
Rekid,
Sparks,
The Monks,
Goldenarms,
The Fall,
Minny Pops,
Mars,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.