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 Finland and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar 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 AZ to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
John Lydon,
MDC,
Janne Schatter,
Average White Band,
Erykah Badu,
Audionom,
Juan Atkins,
Fad Gadget,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Monochrome Set,
Scrapy,
The Zeros,
Symarip,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Basic Channel,
Hashim,
Ossler,
Hasil Adkins,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Germs,
ABC,
Au Pairs,
Animal Collective,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ultra Naté,
Panda Bear,
Crime,
Zapp,
Shoche,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Parry Music,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Livin' Joy,
the Soft Cell,
Alton Ellis,
Nas,
Matthew Halsall,
Thee Headcoats,
Black Pus,
Yusef Lateef,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Intrusion,
X-Ray Spex,
The Neon Judgement,
Laurel Aitken,
The Slits,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Associates,
John Cale,
This Heat,
Eve St. Jones,
Chris Corsano,
Thompson Twins,
Scan 7,
Q and Not U,
The Fortunes,
D'Angelo,
Khruangbin,
AZ,
Funkadelic,
Yellowson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.