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 Maldives and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Urselle to the rock 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Essential Logic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Monks,
Eden Ahbez,
The Slackers,
The Techniques,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lee Hazlewood,
a-ha,
MDC,
the Sonics,
kango's stein massive,
The Mummies,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ludus,
Desert Stars,
Harmonia,
Pagans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Main Source,
The Toasters,
X-102,
Suburban Knight,
Scott Walker,
Saccharine Trust,
The Music Machine,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
China Crisis,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Liliput,
Jacob Miller,
The Birthday Party,
Donald Byrd,
New York Dolls,
Massinfluence,
Livin' Joy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Residents,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Y Pants,
Jeru the Damaja,
Chris Corsano,
Nirvana,
Michelle Simonal,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Skatalites,
Derrick Morgan,
Sarah Menescal,
One Last Wish,
Arcadia,
Oneida,
Parry Music,
Marine Girls,
The American Breed,
Gang Green,
Ten City,
F. McDonald,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.