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 Costa Rica and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 sitar 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 The Smiths to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eden Ahbez,
The Durutti Column,
Thompson Twins,
Soft Cell,
The Residents,
The New Christs,
Goldenarms,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marine Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Slave,
John Foxx,
Electric Prunes,
Moby Grape,
The Angels of Light,
LL Cool J,
The Modern Lovers,
Parry Music,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Count Five,
Masters at Work,
Alice Coltrane,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Flipper,
Negative Approach,
Wire,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Inner City,
Whodini,
H. Thieme,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
ABBA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
EPMD,
The United States of America,
Howard Jones,
Kool Moe Dee,
Groovy Waters,
D'Angelo,
The Fire Engines,
Johnny Osbourne,
Todd Terry,
The Toasters,
Outsiders,
David McCallum,
Fear,
Derrick Morgan,
Pole,
Flamin' Groovies,
Brick,
Gong,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Minnie Riperton,
Joyce Sims,
Aaron Thompson,
Neu!,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.