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 Sweden and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the dance 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Chrome,
The Electric Prunes,
Stetsasonic,
Reuben Wilson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
June of 44,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Selecter,
Basic Channel,
Heaven 17,
Dual Sessions,
Albert Ayler,
Fluxion,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Wake,
Alton Ellis,
The American Breed,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Monks,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Move,
Neu!,
Funky Four + One,
Brass Construction,
Tears for Fears,
Black Flag,
Graham Central Station,
Joyce Sims,
Minor Threat,
Traffic Nightmare,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
H. Thieme,
The Detroit Cobras,
Harmonia,
Nas,
Skriet,
Bobby Byrd,
Darondo,
Bush Tetras,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Germs,
Jawbox,
The Pretty Things,
The Residents,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
MC5,
Public Image Ltd.,
Trumans Water,
Sandy B,
Juan Atkins,
The Litter,
Boz Scaggs,
Pylon,
Todd Terry,
Soft Cell,
DJ Style,
Skaos,
Skarface,
Ronan,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.