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 Jamaica and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 arpeggiator 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 Colin Newman to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
The Zeros,
The Modern Lovers,
Scott Walker,
Von Mondo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Malaria!,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Knickerbockers,
Dave Gahan,
Fatback Band,
Yazoo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Black Pus,
Monks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lalann,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lakeside,
The Fugs,
Minny Pops,
Camberwell Now,
New Order,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ken Boothe,
Icehouse,
Ice-T,
Bobby Sherman,
New Age Steppers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Visage,
The J.B.'s,
DNA,
Rakim,
The Techniques,
Electric Prunes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fear,
Rod Modell,
Magma,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Au Pairs,
Althea and Donna,
ABBA,
Fela Kuti,
Hasil Adkins,
Pet Shop Boys,
Suicide,
Lou Reed,
Nirvana,
Joy Division,
Soft Machine,
Eli Mardock,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Monks,
X-Ray Spex,
Aswad,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Durutti Column,
Sarah Menescal,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.