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 Samoa and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Amon Düül to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Donald Byrd,
Negative Approach,
Cameo,
Hashim,
Joe Finger,
Rekid,
Lalo Schifrin,
The New Christs,
Half Japanese,
Saccharine Trust,
Mad Mike,
The Happenings,
Malaria!,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Prince Buster,
Lungfish,
Terry Callier,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sex Pistols,
Arcadia,
Soft Cell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bob Dylan,
Roxy Music,
Juan Atkins,
Alton Ellis,
Jawbox,
Minnie Riperton,
Cymande,
Aloha Tigers,
Archie Shepp,
China Crisis,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Los Fastidios,
Outsiders,
Flipper,
The Trojans,
Skriet,
Radio Birdman,
Deepchord,
Dual Sessions,
Sugar Minott,
DJ Sneak,
Johnny Clarke,
Masters at Work,
The Sonics,
Lebanon Hanover,
LL Cool J,
The Fortunes,
Camberwell Now,
Tomorrow,
Fluxion,
Byron Stingily,
Basic Channel,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gang of Four,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.