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 Albania and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 snare 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 Deakin to the rock 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
8 Eyed Spy,
Graham Central Station,
Newcleus,
Junior Murvin,
David Bowie,
Dennis Brown,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Todd Terry,
Laurel Aitken,
Sound Behaviour,
Marcia Griffiths,
Todd Rundgren,
Yellowson,
MDC,
The Happenings,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Knickerbockers,
John Coltrane,
The Alarm Clocks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joe Finger,
JFA,
Bobby Womack,
Deepchord,
Ten City,
Saccharine Trust,
Minny Pops,
Max Romeo,
Reagan Youth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Nick Fraelich,
The Fire Engines,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sandy B,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
R.M.O.,
Alison Limerick,
Stereo Dub,
The Names,
Tomorrow,
Y Pants,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Monks,
Glenn Branca,
Neil Young,
Amon Düül,
Goldenarms,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dark Day,
Jeff Mills,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Real Kids,
Lower 48,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.