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 Malta and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Monolake to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Bill Near,
Joe Smooth,
The Grass Roots,
John Foxx,
The Toasters,
The Cowsills,
Yazoo,
The Slackers,
Suicide,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ossler,
Fatback Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nico,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
48th St. Collective,
Rod Modell,
Pole,
Royal Trux,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Charles Mingus,
The Count Five,
Cameo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Trojans,
The Divine Comedy,
the Sonics,
LL Cool J,
Nils Olav,
The Fugs,
Hoover,
The Moody Blues,
The Fortunes,
Neu!,
Archie Shepp,
Mantronix,
Half Japanese,
Mark Hollis,
Thompson Twins,
CMW,
Susan Cadogan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Circle Jerks,
Pierre Henry,
The Fuzztones,
Robert Görl,
Lightning Bolt,
Fear,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Index,
Anakelly,
The Slits,
Hasil Adkins,
Stiv Bators,
The Buckinghams,
Amon Düül II,
Surgeon,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.