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 Indonesia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ 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 JFA to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Marmalade,
The Associates,
Moby Grape,
The Count Five,
The Wake,
John Holt,
The Electric Prunes,
Arthur Verocai,
Cheater Slicks,
Fatback Band,
The Skatalites,
Dennis Brown,
Deadbeat,
the Sonics,
Lower 48,
The Five Americans,
Excepter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Joey Negro,
Mo-Dettes,
DNA,
Kurtis Blow,
Babytalk,
Frankie Knuckles,
Matthew Bourne,
Talk Talk,
Scott Walker,
Eric Dolphy,
the Swans,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ronan,
Y Pants,
The Divine Comedy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kool Moe Dee,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Harmonia,
Aural Exciters,
Avey Tare,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Q and Not U,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gang Gang Dance,
Todd Terry,
The Names,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Smiths,
Fela Kuti,
Boz Scaggs,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Saints,
Sun City Girls,
Oneida,
Von Mondo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Arcadia,
Icehouse,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ornette Coleman,
Jacques Brel,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.