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 Georgia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 LL Cool J to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Man Parrish,
Agent Orange,
Amon Düül,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Surgeon,
Thee Headcoats,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
One Last Wish,
Pagans,
Barbara Tucker,
Altered Images,
Sun City Girls,
Mandrill,
The Martian,
Black Bananas,
Reagan Youth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Matthew Bourne,
DJ Sneak,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sun Ra,
Lucky Dragons,
John Cale,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Q65,
Alton Ellis,
Dennis Brown,
Sister Nancy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Dave Clark Five,
Alison Limerick,
Patti Smith,
The New Christs,
Lindisfarne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Deadbeat,
Moss Icon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pussy Galore,
Magma,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Basic Channel,
Yellowson,
Television Personalities,
KRS-One,
ABBA,
Sly & The Family Stone,
a-ha,
Bauhaus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gang Starr,
Dark Day,
Brass Construction,
Heaven 17,
The Trojans,
Agitation Free,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Royal Trux,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.