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 India and from Woodstock.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pole to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Neon Judgement,
Technova,
Soulsonic Force,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The New Christs,
Barbara Tucker,
Minny Pops,
Sun City Girls,
Andrew Hill,
Rufus Thomas,
Henry Cow,
Amazonics,
The Fortunes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Flesh Eaters,
Mars,
Soft Machine,
Soft Cell,
The Fire Engines,
The Barracudas,
John Foxx,
The Detroit Cobras,
kango's stein massive,
Siglo XX,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gang of Four,
Bootsy Collins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rotary Connection,
Interpol,
The Tremeloes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Hashim,
Television Personalities,
Kaleidoscope,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jerry's Kids,
The Durutti Column,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Franke,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Max Romeo,
Aaron Thompson,
Alton Ellis,
The Velvet Underground,
Davy DMX,
Grandmaster Flash,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nirvana,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gang Green,
The Fugs,
Ornette Coleman,
Sister Nancy,
The Victims,
Echospace,
Nils Olav,
The Fall,
Ituana,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.