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 Panama and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Graham Central Station to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Ponytail,
Easy Going,
Arthur Verocai,
Mr. Review,
Drexciya,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Audionom,
The Remains,
The Slits,
Stockholm Monsters,
Malaria!,
Grandmaster Flash,
The American Breed,
Silicon Teens,
Gang of Four,
The Divine Comedy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Accadde A,
Pantytec,
Moby Grape,
Agitation Free,
Faust,
Jerry's Kids,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Max Romeo,
Nico,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Swell Maps,
Susan Cadogan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Thompson Twins,
The Happenings,
The Sonics,
the Swans,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Outsiders,
Big Daddy Kane,
Livin' Joy,
Mark Hollis,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
B.T. Express,
Barbara Tucker,
Zero Boys,
Essential Logic,
Aural Exciters,
Anthony Braxton,
Supertramp,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nils Olav,
Khruangbin,
Magma,
Joy Division,
Crispian St. Peters,
Neil Young,
Amon Düül,
Second Layer,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Beau Brummels,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.