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 Ghana and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 David Bowie 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 Franke to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Drexciya,
Joe Smooth,
Ossler,
The Raincoats,
MC5,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bronski Beat,
Unrelated Segments,
Tom Boy,
New Age Steppers,
Guru Guru,
Malaria!,
Surgeon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dark Day,
Deepchord,
Darondo,
PIL,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Panda Bear,
Dawn Penn,
Barbara Tucker,
The Birthday Party,
Severed Heads,
Goldenarms,
The Monochrome Set,
Lyres,
Letta Mbulu,
DNA,
The Gladiators,
Pere Ubu,
Minutemen,
H. Thieme,
Gil Scott Heron,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
David McCallum,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fortunes,
Quando Quango,
the Slits,
Rotary Connection,
Cymande,
The Martian,
Roy Ayers,
Eurythmics,
Das Ding,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cybotron,
Mars,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Arcadia,
Smog,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wings,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Man Parrish,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.