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 Chile and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Skriet to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Vladislav Delay,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
10cc,
Sun Ra,
Deadbeat,
Basic Channel,
Gong,
Bluetip,
Robert Görl,
Derrick Morgan,
Michelle Simonal,
Laurel Aitken,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Slits,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mars,
Sällskapet,
Suicide,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Derrick May,
Lindisfarne,
Siglo XX,
Boz Scaggs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Theoretical Girls,
Section 25,
Au Pairs,
Metal Thangz,
Eric Copeland,
D'Angelo,
Youth Brigade,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rod Modell,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rites of Spring,
Bush Tetras,
A Certain Ratio,
Lakeside,
Parry Music,
Blancmange,
Faraquet,
The Martian,
Reagan Youth,
Jerry's Kids,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Fuzztones,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lyres,
Inner City,
Harry Pussy,
Scrapy,
Cecil Taylor,
Skaos,
Eric B and Rakim,
Interpol,
Black Pus,
The Offenders,
Crash Course in Science,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Talk Talk,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.