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 Nigeria and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 guitar 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 Knickerbockers to the techno 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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
cv313,
Animal Collective,
Shoche,
Ossler,
Livin' Joy,
the Normal,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lalann,
Godley & Creme,
X-101,
Alison Limerick,
New Order,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Barbara Tucker,
Deadbeat,
The Doobie Brothers,
Von Mondo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pierre Henry,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Clear Light,
Con Funk Shun,
Public Enemy,
The Knickerbockers,
Laurel Aitken,
Nirvana,
Au Pairs,
Crime,
Brothers Johnson,
X-102,
Lyres,
Amon Düül II,
Bob Dylan,
Chris & Cosey,
Delon & Dalcan,
Soft Machine,
Monolake,
Sound Behaviour,
Terry Callier,
Lower 48,
Sonny Sharrock,
Andrew Hill,
Brick,
Cheater Slicks,
The Mummies,
Lucky Dragons,
Morten Harket,
AZ,
James White and The Blacks,
Minor Threat,
Visage,
Pantaleimon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Count Five,
The Techniques,
Moby Grape,
Blossom Toes,
Roy Ayers,
Sonic Youth,
MDC,
Little Man,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.