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 Seychelles and from Salvador.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 La Düsseldorf to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Eurythmics,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Duran Duran,
Flash Fearless,
JFA,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Visage,
Ornette Coleman,
Severed Heads,
Organ,
Marcia Griffiths,
Model 500,
Kaleidoscope,
Marc Almond,
Basic Channel,
Gang Starr,
The Slackers,
Quantec,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Zeros,
8 Eyed Spy,
Marmalade,
Judy Mowatt,
Grey Daturas,
Bluetip,
Kerri Chandler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Idris Muhammad,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pierre Henry,
Peter & Gordon,
Country Teasers,
Average White Band,
Althea and Donna,
Lindisfarne,
Pantaleimon,
Sister Nancy,
The Walker Brothers,
Bronski Beat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Piero Umiliani,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
X-101,
Scratch Acid,
Shuggie Otis,
Scrapy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nils Olav,
Delon & Dalcan,
Chrome,
Rites of Spring,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Faust,
The Star Department,
Boredoms,
Rosa Yemen,
Pulsallama,
The Last Poets,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.