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 Macedonia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gong to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne 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?
Jeff Mills,
Barrington Levy,
The Trojans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soul II Soul,
Derrick Morgan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Outsiders,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jawbox,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sugar Minott,
Crime,
The Music Machine,
The Red Krayola,
Aaron Thompson,
Organ,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Henry Cow,
Tubeway Army,
Black Moon,
Niagra,
Vainqueur,
Chris Corsano,
Eric Dolphy,
The Cowsills,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Beau Brummels,
John Coltrane,
X-Ray Spex,
The Slits,
Symarip,
Jerry's Kids,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Golliwogs,
Newcleus,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fugazi,
the Soft Cell,
Lightning Bolt,
Ice-T,
Marine Girls,
Sixth Finger,
The Evens,
Amon Düül II,
Banda Bassotti,
The Move,
June of 44,
Bluetip,
Amazonics,
Talk Talk,
The United States of America,
Whodini,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lalann,
The Tremeloes,
U.S. Maple,
The Busters,
The Searchers,
CMW,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.