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 Australia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Houston and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Holger Czukay 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 Ponytail to the jazz 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 New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
Joy Division,
Crime,
Jesper Dahlback,
L. Decosne,
Bluetip,
Bootsy Collins,
The Leaves,
The Toasters,
Gang Green,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gabor Szabo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Terry Callier,
Delta 5,
Agitation Free,
Rod Modell,
T.S.O.L.,
Section 25,
U.S. Maple,
Flipper,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Masters at Work,
Pagans,
Pantytec,
The Fall,
Eli Mardock,
E-Dancer,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
T. Rex,
Ronan,
Easy Going,
Max Romeo,
Hoover,
David Bowie,
Roy Ayers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Iggy Pop,
Clear Light,
The Fortunes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kenny Larkin,
Carl Craig,
Brick,
Matthew Halsall,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eric Dolphy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eden Ahbez,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cramps,
Colin Newman,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marine Girls,
Mars,
Rakim,
Main Source,
Moby Grape,
Soft Machine,
the Association,
Roger Hodgson,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.