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 Equatorial Guinea and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Young Marble Giants to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Lightning Bolt,
the Association,
Visage,
The Searchers,
Neu!,
Scientists,
John Cale,
Average White Band,
Sällskapet,
The Remains,
Fatback Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Royal Trux,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Anthony Braxton,
Mad Mike,
Ronan,
Quantec,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Smoke,
The Trojans,
Reagan Youth,
Deepchord,
Tears for Fears,
The Mojo Men,
Harmonia,
Robert Görl,
Loose Ends,
New York Dolls,
Nick Fraelich,
Clear Light,
Mr. Review,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Radiopuhelimet,
DJ Sneak,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
LL Cool J,
The Pop Group,
Shoche,
Simply Red,
Johnny Clarke,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sister Nancy,
The Smiths,
Bobby Hutcherson,
X-102,
Bobby Sherman,
Jeff Lynne,
Magma,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Outsiders,
The Moleskins,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Offenders,
Soft Cell,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Sheep,
The Misunderstood,
These Immortal Souls,
Al Stewart,
Oneida,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.