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 Guyana and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the crunk 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 The Residents. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Pantytec,
Jandek,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Monochrome Set,
The Cowsills,
Aural Exciters,
Zapp,
Eli Mardock,
Scratch Acid,
The Misunderstood,
The Fortunes,
Don Cherry,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Zero Boys,
Gang of Four,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Knickerbockers,
Scott Walker,
The Buckinghams,
Hashim,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Schoolly D,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Red Krayola,
Fear,
Stiv Bators,
These Immortal Souls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Leaves,
Liliput,
Los Fastidios,
Bluetip,
Tears for Fears,
Lakeside,
Marine Girls,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Public Enemy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sandy B,
Arcadia,
Groovy Waters,
Wally Richardson,
Fluxion,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Yellowson,
Fela Kuti,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Juan Atkins,
The Golliwogs,
Newcleus,
Theoretical Girls,
The Real Kids,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.