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 Kuwait and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Fatback Band to the grime 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Dennis Brown,
Underground Resistance,
Ponytail,
Dead Boys,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dave Gahan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Japan,
Eric Dolphy,
Guru Guru,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Alton Ellis,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Cowsills,
Hashim,
Lou Christie,
Country Teasers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
ABC,
Parry Music,
Nirvana,
H. Thieme,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bob Dylan,
Wolf Eyes,
Aswad,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Supertramp,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kas Product,
Second Layer,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Goldenarms,
Organ,
The Tremeloes,
New York Dolls,
Rufus Thomas,
Bootsy Collins,
Archie Shepp,
The Moody Blues,
Y Pants,
The Associates,
The Seeds,
Hoover,
Gang Starr,
Wasted Youth,
Swell Maps,
Cluster,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jacob Miller,
The Human League,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lightning Bolt,
Roger Hodgson,
Talk Talk,
The Beau Brummels,
Harmonia,
Funkadelic,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.