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 Kenya 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Woodstock.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Easy Going to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
Simply Red,
Avey Tare,
Gong,
James White and The Blacks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Trumans Water,
The Smiths,
The Kinks,
Donny Hathaway,
Panda Bear,
Harmonia,
Unwound,
Underground Resistance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fugs,
Neil Young,
Ultravox,
The Count Five,
Nik Kershaw,
The Misunderstood,
Carl Craig,
Suburban Knight,
Quantec,
The Skatalites,
Crash Course in Science,
Jawbox,
Jeff Lynne,
Marshall Jefferson,
John Holt,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Saints,
Fear,
Freddie Wadling,
cv313,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bronski Beat,
Roxette,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sugar Minott,
Joey Negro,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rod Modell,
The New Christs,
Eric Dolphy,
Wire,
Intrusion,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Janne Schatter,
Wasted Youth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Hasil Adkins,
The Dead C,
Porter Ricks,
Agent Orange,
The Young Rascals,
Dawn Penn,
The Golliwogs,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.