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 Mongolia and from Bologna.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the organ 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 Dave Gahan to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Selecter. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Radiopuhelimet,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Television,
The Leaves,
The Human League,
Colin Newman,
Godley & Creme,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Delta 5,
Sällskapet,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Barry Ungar,
Derrick May,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jacques Brel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bob Dylan,
10cc,
Lou Reed,
Mad Mike,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Maurizio,
Main Source,
The Toasters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ultimate Spinach,
Visage,
Jawbox,
Lower 48,
Nick Fraelich,
MDC,
CMW,
Rakim,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Yusef Lateef,
The Vogues,
kango's stein massive,
F. McDonald,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Aloha Tigers,
Wire,
KRS-One,
Eric Dolphy,
Sparks,
Pantytec,
Matthew Halsall,
Bill Wells,
Aswad,
Kaleidoscope,
Rod Modell,
Quantec,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Steve Hackett,
Theoretical Girls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Associates,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.