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 Kazakhstan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 arpeggiator 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 Television Personalities to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Saints record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
The Smoke,
Lou Christie,
Flash Fearless,
Royal Trux,
Vladislav Delay,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sparks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mr. Review,
Minutemen,
Patti Smith,
Average White Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mantronix,
The Fall,
Boredoms,
The Star Department,
Unrelated Segments,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
UT,
Marshall Jefferson,
Infiniti,
One Last Wish,
Idris Muhammad,
Ice-T,
Eden Ahbez,
Alton Ellis,
Half Japanese,
The Blackbyrds,
The Litter,
Thompson Twins,
EPMD,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Byron Stingily,
Radiohead,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Slackers,
Khruangbin,
JFA,
Electric Prunes,
Alphaville,
Oneida,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
In Retrospect,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cameo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Derrick Morgan,
The Gladiators,
The Stooges,
Minny Pops,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Grauzone,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sam Rivers,
Ronnie Foster,
David Bowie,
The American Breed,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.