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 Hungary and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gabor Szabo to the dance 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
The Victims,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mandrill,
Aloha Tigers,
Flash Fearless,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Slackers,
Al Stewart,
Tomorrow,
Blake Baxter,
The Beau Brummels,
Terry Callier,
Joensuu 1685,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Section 25,
Radiopuhelimet,
David McCallum,
Terrestrial Tones,
Accadde A,
Derrick Morgan,
Marvin Gaye,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Organ,
Procol Harum,
Darondo,
Hashim,
Hot Snakes,
Josef K,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Motorama,
Fad Gadget,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Searchers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Magma,
Mark Hollis,
Robert Wyatt,
Dawn Penn,
cv313,
The Real Kids,
The Fire Engines,
B.T. Express,
Alison Limerick,
Pulsallama,
The New Christs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Angels of Light,
Delta 5,
The Mojo Men,
Soul II Soul,
The Velvet Underground,
Electric Prunes,
The Moleskins,
Japan,
Ronan,
D'Angelo,
Rekid,
Amon Düül,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.