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 Azerbaijan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Thee Headcoats to the rock 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Liliput,
Kevin Saunderson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barry Ungar,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dave Gahan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lalo Schifrin,
New Order,
Gil Scott Heron,
Flash Fearless,
Traffic Nightmare,
Shoche,
Index,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sexual Harrassment,
Arab on Radar,
Maleditus Sound,
Henry Cow,
PIL,
Amon Düül,
Soulsonic Force,
Grauzone,
Franke,
The Techniques,
Soft Machine,
The Knickerbockers,
Panda Bear,
Girls At Our Best!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Babytalk,
The Stooges,
Kayak,
The Index,
Unrelated Segments,
The Fuzztones,
The Misunderstood,
F. McDonald,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Victims,
Delta 5,
X-Ray Spex,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Cramps,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Derrick Morgan,
Hashim,
Charles Mingus,
Half Japanese,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Urselle,
B.T. Express,
Wire,
Mad Mike,
Cecil Taylor,
Toni Rubio,
The Mojo Men,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Gladiators,
Althea and Donna,
Lyres,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.