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 Marshall Islands and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 snare 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 Connie Case to the rock 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harry Pussy,
Ponytail,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Tremeloes,
the Slits,
Sexual Harrassment,
Grandmaster Flash,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Accadde A,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nico,
Visage,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lou Christie,
Motorama,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Organ,
Joe Smooth,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Skaos,
Bad Manners,
Subhumans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Suicide,
Audionom,
Fatback Band,
Robert Görl,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Morten Harket,
Tears for Fears,
Television,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Derrick Morgan,
Main Source,
Johnny Osbourne,
Juan Atkins,
Archie Shepp,
The Dead C,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Knickerbockers,
the Swans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Theoretical Girls,
Jandek,
Japan,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Quantec,
Yazoo,
The Fuzztones,
Average White Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
cv313,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ten City,
Banda Bassotti,
Sun City Girls,
Alison Limerick,
Con Funk Shun,
Swans,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.