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 Chile and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sällskapet to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
The Pretty Things,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Cale,
Monolake,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Happenings,
The Tremeloes,
Panda Bear,
The Shadows of Knight,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Glambeats Corp.,
Todd Terry,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Saccharine Trust,
Ten City,
The Associates,
Howard Jones,
Public Enemy,
Sex Pistols,
The Divine Comedy,
Alison Limerick,
Barry Ungar,
The Vogues,
kango's stein massive,
MC5,
Erykah Badu,
Infiniti,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lalann,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Absolute Body Control,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Searchers,
Goldenarms,
Ohio Players,
the Human League,
Unwound,
Grauzone,
Brand Nubian,
Massinfluence,
Underground Resistance,
Pet Shop Boys,
Khruangbin,
Tres Demented,
Neu!,
Average White Band,
X-102,
Heaven 17,
The Knickerbockers,
Bluetip,
Marine Girls,
Easy Going,
Fifty Foot Hose,
DJ Sneak,
Eric Dolphy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Main Source,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Johnny Osbourne,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.