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 Korea North and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 guitar 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 Fear to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
The Motions,
Soft Machine,
JFA,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fire Engines,
Boredoms,
Prince Buster,
Zapp,
Cheater Slicks,
Tommy Roe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Icehouse,
Donald Byrd,
Lee Hazlewood,
Amon Düül II,
Scott Walker,
Henry Cow,
Easy Going,
The Doors,
The Leaves,
The Slits,
the Association,
Chrome,
Junior Murvin,
Amon Düül,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Black Moon,
Q and Not U,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kaleidoscope,
Inner City,
Quantec,
Radio Birdman,
The Wake,
Colin Newman,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Moleskins,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Durutti Column,
The Remains,
Clear Light,
DJ Sneak,
10cc,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Schoolly D,
Thee Headcoats,
The Toasters,
Shuggie Otis,
Ornette Coleman,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ken Boothe,
DNA,
David Bowie,
L. Decosne,
Erykah Badu,
Newcleus,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Arab on Radar,
Livin' Joy,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.