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 Bolivia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Birthday Party to the grime 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 The Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Moleskins,
Little Man,
Soft Machine,
New Age Steppers,
Sister Nancy,
Subhumans,
Jacques Brel,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Dead C,
Spoonie Gee,
Wolf Eyes,
Tomorrow,
the Association,
Gichy Dan,
Graham Central Station,
Rakim,
The Gap Band,
KRS-One,
Chrome,
Harmonia,
The Human League,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Aaron Thompson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Isaac Hayes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pagans,
Khruangbin,
PIL,
Grauzone,
Bobby Womack,
New York Dolls,
Newcleus,
Skaos,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
New Order,
JFA,
Sällskapet,
Kenny Larkin,
The New Christs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stiv Bators,
DJ Style,
Circle Jerks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Davy DMX,
Rapeman,
Underground Resistance,
Absolute Body Control,
Deakin,
The Red Krayola,
World's Most,
Leonard Cohen,
Von Mondo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Lydon,
Nils Olav,
Anakelly,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.