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 Mali and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 harpsichord 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the grunge 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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Sparks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Underground Resistance,
Matthew Bourne,
The Victims,
Mary Jane Girls,
Magma,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scion,
Inner City,
Roxy Music,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bauhaus,
EPMD,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ronan,
Outsiders,
The Techniques,
Yellowson,
The Neon Judgement,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
E-Dancer,
Sugar Minott,
Animal Collective,
Sonic Youth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Association,
Slave,
The Birthday Party,
Minnie Riperton,
Kaleidoscope,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mark Hollis,
The Monochrome Set,
Judy Mowatt,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Moleskins,
Gong,
Vladislav Delay,
Flipper,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Swell Maps,
Pole,
Zapp,
Leonard Cohen,
The Golliwogs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Suicide,
Barclay James Harvest,
Grauzone,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Carl Craig,
Lightning Bolt,
Con Funk Shun,
The Associates,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.