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 Malawi and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 La Düsseldorf to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Little Man,
June Days,
Adolescents,
Khruangbin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Swans,
The Pop Group,
World's Most,
Amon Düül,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bronski Beat,
Dark Day,
The Music Machine,
EPMD,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marshall Jefferson,
Patti Smith,
David Axelrod,
Make Up,
The Stooges,
Television Personalities,
Sun City Girls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Second Layer,
Rakim,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Average White Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nico,
The Litter,
Frankie Knuckles,
Dennis Brown,
Saccharine Trust,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bluetip,
The Cramps,
The Techniques,
cv313,
Excepter,
The Fortunes,
Q and Not U,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DJ Sneak,
The Raincoats,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Electric Prunes,
Urselle,
Bobby Womack,
Lyres,
The Associates,
The Move,
X-Ray Spex,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joe Smooth,
Hardrive,
Colin Newman,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.