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 Israel and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Reuben Wilson to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Cymande,
Sarah Menescal,
Iggy Pop,
The Black Dice,
The Last Poets,
Sixth Finger,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Blackbyrds,
Siglo XX,
Kevin Saunderson,
PIL,
Barclay James Harvest,
Avey Tare,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Velvet Underground,
Moebius,
Main Source,
ABBA,
Nas,
New Age Steppers,
the Bar-Kays,
FM Einheit,
the Soft Cell,
Scion,
Grey Daturas,
Kerri Chandler,
Lakeside,
Television,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Infiniti,
Aswad,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marine Girls,
T.S.O.L.,
Monolake,
Black Flag,
The United States of America,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Moleskins,
Michelle Simonal,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rosa Yemen,
The Move,
Thompson Twins,
The Barracudas,
Alice Coltrane,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Alison Limerick,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Slits,
Rapeman,
Moby Grape,
E-Dancer,
Reuben Wilson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Urselle,
Zero Boys,
The Gun Club,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Fortunes,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.