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 Guinea-Bissau and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Scientists to the grime 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Deepchord,
The Durutti Column,
Gichy Dan,
Patti Smith,
MDC,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Pretty Things,
The Modern Lovers,
Shoche,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sandy B,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Beau Brummels,
Joe Smooth,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Velvet Underground,
Morten Harket,
the Human League,
Swans,
Quadrant,
The Invisible,
The Cramps,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Move,
Jeru the Damaja,
Hardrive,
Thompson Twins,
Jacques Brel,
New Age Steppers,
Brick,
Black Sheep,
Easy Going,
Todd Terry,
Ludus,
DJ Style,
The Gories,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobby Byrd,
The Shadows of Knight,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cabaret Voltaire,
ABBA,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Slits,
Babytalk,
Tim Buckley,
Blossom Toes,
Slave,
Model 500,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
June Days,
Lyres,
Vladislav Delay,
8 Eyed Spy,
D'Angelo,
Kurtis Blow,
The Count Five,
Hoover,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.