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 Guatemala and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 theremin 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 Section 25 to the punk 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Sixth Finger,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jerry's Kids,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Reuben Wilson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Josef K,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
T. Rex,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Andrew Hill,
Bob Dylan,
Kas Product,
The Mighty Diamonds,
a-ha,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cheater Slicks,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dennis Brown,
Kerrie Biddell,
Public Image Ltd.,
Skriet,
Dawn Penn,
The Knickerbockers,
Outsiders,
The Gladiators,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Dead C,
R.M.O.,
The Names,
Simply Red,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Offenders,
Mission of Burma,
Patti Smith,
Robert Hood,
Procol Harum,
Severed Heads,
Magazine,
Lou Reed,
The Count Five,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Morten Harket,
Nation of Ulysses,
Thompson Twins,
Eurythmics,
Slick Rick,
World's Most,
Animal Collective,
Marmalade,
Fat Boys,
Pantytec,
Grey Daturas,
Adolescents,
the Slits,
Hashim,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.