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 Ireland and from Delhi.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Fall to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Lungfish,
Anthony Braxton,
Ponytail,
UT,
The Beau Brummels,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Skatalites,
Quadrant,
Roger Hodgson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stockholm Monsters,
Aswad,
Television,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Happenings,
The Remains,
China Crisis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Shuggie Otis,
Roxy Music,
Minor Threat,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Morten Harket,
Mo-Dettes,
Monks,
the Germs,
The Last Poets,
R.M.O.,
The Victims,
Marmalade,
JFA,
Gil Scott Heron,
Curtis Mayfield,
Don Cherry,
Dave Gahan,
Interpol,
Marc Almond,
Sound Behaviour,
The Vogues,
The Busters,
Maleditus Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
Maurizio,
Mars,
The Raincoats,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Letta Mbulu,
Banda Bassotti,
the Slits,
Dennis Brown,
Barbara Tucker,
Ice-T,
The Young Rascals,
Charles Mingus,
Thee Headcoats,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Model 500,
The Human League,
The Names,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.