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 Guinea and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 organ 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 Tomorrow to the grime 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Tom Boy,
Siglo XX,
Panda Bear,
The Index,
Bush Tetras,
Easy Going,
Los Fastidios,
The United States of America,
One Last Wish,
Echospace,
Pole,
Flamin' Groovies,
Loose Ends,
Barrington Levy,
Joensuu 1685,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ronan,
Con Funk Shun,
The Grass Roots,
Skaos,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Michelle Simonal,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kas Product,
Depeche Mode,
Mary Jane Girls,
Reagan Youth,
Camouflage,
A Certain Ratio,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Masters at Work,
Cal Tjader,
Minor Threat,
Niagra,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dead Boys,
Eli Mardock,
Aaron Thompson,
the Sonics,
Mo-Dettes,
The Buckinghams,
The Move,
Josef K,
Mantronix,
Shuggie Otis,
Erasure,
Kevin Saunderson,
Hasil Adkins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eric Dolphy,
Second Layer,
Rod Modell,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.