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 Zambia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Avey Tare,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Evens,
Juan Atkins,
Janne Schatter,
Mars,
Scrapy,
The Moody Blues,
Wings,
X-Ray Spex,
the Slits,
Eric Copeland,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Loose Ends,
Camberwell Now,
Ituana,
Dead Boys,
Moss Icon,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Shadows of Knight,
Derrick May,
Derrick Morgan,
Cheater Slicks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Trojans,
The Raincoats,
Lindisfarne,
Ohio Players,
Altered Images,
Minor Threat,
Rapeman,
Make Up,
Soul Sonic Force,
LL Cool J,
Pussy Galore,
Depeche Mode,
Bootsy Collins,
Gang Starr,
Roxy Music,
Bang On A Can,
The Pretty Things,
Absolute Body Control,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Agent Orange,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Barrington Levy,
The Martian,
H. Thieme,
Eli Mardock,
Ornette Coleman,
Sugar Minott,
The Durutti Column,
Howard Jones,
Kurtis Blow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hot Snakes,
John Coltrane,
Monks,
Nirvana,
Skaos,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.