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 Thailand and from Sao Paulo.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks to the disco 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pretty Things record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fad Gadget,
Minor Threat,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Crime,
Peter & Gordon,
Jeff Mills,
Mr. Review,
Alton Ellis,
The Red Krayola,
Swans,
Bizarre Inc.,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wings,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobby Byrd,
The Busters,
Soulsonic Force,
John Lydon,
Sonic Youth,
Lou Reed,
Harmonia,
Sight & Sound,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Young Marble Giants,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sugar Minott,
The Gories,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Shoche,
Morten Harket,
Drexciya,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
A Certain Ratio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gabor Szabo,
Sex Pistols,
Country Teasers,
Metal Thangz,
Alice Coltrane,
Girls At Our Best!,
Icehouse,
John Coltrane,
Man Parrish,
Surgeon,
Bronski Beat,
Livin' Joy,
a-ha,
Suburban Knight,
The Toasters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
B.T. Express,
The Motions,
Second Layer,
The Slits,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.