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 Germany and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Grey Daturas to the disco 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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Metal Thangz,
Quadrant,
Tubeway Army,
cv313,
The Shadows of Knight,
Zero Boys,
The Offenders,
Joe Smooth,
Nation of Ulysses,
DJ Style,
Pole,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Janne Schatter,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Roxette,
Ken Boothe,
Dawn Penn,
Aural Exciters,
Nas,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scott Walker,
Boredoms,
Faust,
Can,
MC5,
Glenn Branca,
Bootsy Collins,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sex Pistols,
Royal Trux,
Agent Orange,
Rites of Spring,
Das Ding,
Reuben Wilson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Velvet Underground,
The Buckinghams,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kenny Larkin,
Simply Red,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Country Teasers,
Flipper,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Man Parrish,
Hardrive,
Pagans,
Main Source,
Thee Headcoats,
Youth Brigade,
The Victims,
Massinfluence,
The Moleskins,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ossler,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.