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 Antigua and from Delhi.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 John Foxx to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Essential Logic,
The Music Machine,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mark Hollis,
The Fire Engines,
Nick Fraelich,
The Gun Club,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fat Boys,
Sugar Minott,
In Retrospect,
Janne Schatter,
Josef K,
Robert Hood,
Scientists,
Howard Jones,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kaleidoscope,
Zapp,
the Slits,
Fugazi,
Simply Red,
Monolake,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Count Five,
L. Decosne,
Wire,
The J.B.'s,
EPMD,
The Associates,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pierre Henry,
Soulsonic Force,
Grauzone,
The Smiths,
T.S.O.L.,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
John Cale,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Young Marble Giants,
The Vogues,
Arthur Verocai,
Lungfish,
Agitation Free,
Symarip,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Mojo Men,
FM Einheit,
Black Flag,
One Last Wish,
Chris Corsano,
the Bar-Kays,
Nik Kershaw,
Stiv Bators,
James White and The Blacks,
Pole,
Rufus Thomas,
Morten Harket,
Theoretical Girls,
Whodini,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.