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 Belize and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Calgary and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 sitar 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar 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 chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scion,
Porter Ricks,
Guru Guru,
Joyce Sims,
The Human League,
Banda Bassotti,
Ronan,
Flipper,
Livin' Joy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Godley & Creme,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Delon & Dalcan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roxette,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pole,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sugar Minott,
Marc Almond,
The Dead C,
T. Rex,
kango's stein massive,
Smog,
The Young Rascals,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bill Wells,
Von Mondo,
The Stooges,
Rhythm & Sound,
Subhumans,
Kool Moe Dee,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Donald Byrd,
China Crisis,
Electric Prunes,
The Modern Lovers,
B.T. Express,
Jacob Miller,
Kerri Chandler,
Bobby Womack,
Aloha Tigers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dead Boys,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Doobie Brothers,
Matthew Bourne,
Make Up,
Dark Day,
Thee Headcoats,
Fad Gadget,
Alton Ellis,
Letta Mbulu,
The Monks,
Clear Light,
The Fugs,
Chris Corsano,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Icehouse,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.