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 Nigeria and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Lou Reed 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 Ultra Naté to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
The Electric Prunes,
The Standells,
Liliput,
Scion,
Neu!,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sun City Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camberwell Now,
Albert Ayler,
Brick,
The Sound,
Tears for Fears,
Little Man,
Scrapy,
The Toasters,
Barrington Levy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eurythmics,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Star Department,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Los Fastidios,
Underground Resistance,
Lungfish,
Amon Düül,
Ultravox,
Peter & Gordon,
A Certain Ratio,
Aswad,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
CMW,
Sugar Minott,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Quadrant,
The Monochrome Set,
Junior Murvin,
Mission of Burma,
Joe Finger,
The Divine Comedy,
Sonic Youth,
Lightning Bolt,
kango's stein massive,
Brass Construction,
Hot Snakes,
Pantaleimon,
Ten City,
The Techniques,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bootsy Collins,
Man Parrish,
Deadbeat,
Tim Buckley,
the Soft Cell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Moody Blues,
LL Cool J,
Lou Christie,
Surgeon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.