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 Bahrain and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Nirvana to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camouflage,
DJ Sneak,
Ludus,
Sound Behaviour,
The Names,
The Dirtbombs,
The Wake,
Schoolly D,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Delta 5,
Robert Görl,
Funky Four + One,
Absolute Body Control,
Tubeway Army,
Bang On A Can,
Letta Mbulu,
Underground Resistance,
The Residents,
Mantronix,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
U.S. Maple,
Mission of Burma,
Dave Gahan,
Sandy B,
Moebius,
Public Enemy,
Monks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Barracudas,
Youth Brigade,
The Human League,
Motorama,
Black Pus,
Excepter,
The Offenders,
Avey Tare,
June Days,
La Düsseldorf,
Juan Atkins,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Guru Guru,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
In Retrospect,
Crash Course in Science,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kenny Larkin,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Mojo Men,
The Blues Magoos,
Danielle Patucci,
Minor Threat,
Lakeside,
Lightning Bolt,
Sparks,
Nation of Ulysses,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jerry's Kids,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Arthur Verocai,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.