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 Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
The Litter,
Al Stewart,
Eddi Front,
Jeff Mills,
Neu!,
This Heat,
David McCallum,
Zero Boys,
Little Man,
Faust,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Groovy Waters,
Ronnie Foster,
Joey Negro,
Nirvana,
Radio Birdman,
Mad Mike,
Lungfish,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Swans,
The Invisible,
Basic Channel,
Jerry's Kids,
Trumans Water,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Barrington Levy,
Sugar Minott,
These Immortal Souls,
World's Most,
Black Bananas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Brass Construction,
Make Up,
The Red Krayola,
In Retrospect,
Aswad,
The Happenings,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lyres,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Stereo Dub,
Graham Central Station,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Boz Scaggs,
Liliput,
The Motions,
Sandy B,
Radiohead,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Moody Blues,
Lakeside,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Matthew Bourne,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lindisfarne,
Panda Bear,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Letta Mbulu,
Schoolly D,
Saccharine Trust,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.