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 Moldova and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 guitar 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 The Human League to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Nas,
Shoche,
Cal Tjader,
Babytalk,
Johnny Clarke,
Curtis Mayfield,
Peter and Kerry,
Essential Logic,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soulsonic Force,
Youth Brigade,
Eric Dolphy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scion,
Joy Division,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Make Up,
Scratch Acid,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lalann,
The Gories,
The Dead C,
Fluxion,
The Standells,
Ituana,
The United States of America,
Aural Exciters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Alison Limerick,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hashim,
Gichy Dan,
L. Decosne,
Popol Vuh,
Hoover,
David McCallum,
La Düsseldorf,
Derrick Morgan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Soft Machine,
Joe Finger,
Todd Rundgren,
Ken Boothe,
Bobby Sherman,
Laurel Aitken,
James White and The Blacks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Basic Channel,
Grauzone,
Arthur Verocai,
The Music Machine,
Moebius,
Joyce Sims,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eddi Front,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.