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 Ivory Coast and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Edmonton.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gabor Szabo to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Goldenarms,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mo-Dettes,
the Swans,
Cameo,
Sight & Sound,
Can,
The Pretty Things,
The Martian,
Robert Görl,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Echospace,
Tommy Roe,
The J.B.'s,
kango's stein massive,
the Slits,
MDC,
Quando Quango,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cybotron,
Rakim,
Loose Ends,
Lou Reed,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Neon Judgement,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brand Nubian,
Soft Cell,
Black Moon,
Matthew Bourne,
The Last Poets,
The Cowsills,
JFA,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mandrill,
Young Marble Giants,
the Germs,
The Music Machine,
Tubeway Army,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
John Lydon,
Jawbox,
Anthony Braxton,
The Buckinghams,
Interpol,
The Blues Magoos,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Amazonics,
New York Dolls,
The Red Krayola,
Idris Muhammad,
The Doobie Brothers,
Warren Ellis,
Steve Hackett,
Negative Approach,
Monks,
Oneida,
Jacques Brel,
Panda Bear,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.