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 Brazil and from Johannesburg.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Pop Group to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Busters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Echospace,
Intrusion,
The Residents,
X-101,
Dawn Penn,
The Techniques,
Ohio Players,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Aural Exciters,
Lucky Dragons,
cv313,
X-102,
Rapeman,
Talk Talk,
The Pop Group,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Laurel Aitken,
Saccharine Trust,
E-Dancer,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Slave,
Minutemen,
Delta 5,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
DJ Sneak,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scientists,
The American Breed,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Inner City,
Hashim,
The Fuzztones,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Fortunes,
Isaac Hayes,
The Velvet Underground,
Clear Light,
Public Image Ltd.,
Porter Ricks,
PIL,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Star Department,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mantronix,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Matthew Bourne,
David Axelrod,
The Sonics,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gang Green,
Rakim,
Malaria!,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Fania All-Stars,
Soft Machine,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Johnny Clarke,
John Lydon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.