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 Oman and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 David Bowie 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 Warren Ellis to the dance 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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Names,
Sonic Youth,
The Skatalites,
Stiv Bators,
Anthony Braxton,
Bobby Womack,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The United States of America,
OOIOO,
Cameo,
The Fuzztones,
Scientists,
Talk Talk,
Judy Mowatt,
Thee Headcoats,
Todd Rundgren,
Piero Umiliani,
Glambeats Corp.,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sun City Girls,
Blossom Toes,
Anakelly,
Japan,
Vainqueur,
The Flesh Eaters,
Althea and Donna,
Charles Mingus,
Con Funk Shun,
Connie Case,
The Zeros,
Goldenarms,
Rites of Spring,
Model 500,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eric Copeland,
Q65,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
JFA,
World's Most,
The Modern Lovers,
Newcleus,
Dennis Brown,
Kurtis Blow,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stockholm Monsters,
Accadde A,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sällskapet,
Isaac Hayes,
Neil Young,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Normal,
Gabor Szabo,
Black Pus,
Little Man,
Mr. Review,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Crooked Eye,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Remains,
Frankie Knuckles,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.