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 India and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 harpsichord 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 The Smiths to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Inner City,
The Trojans,
Nick Fraelich,
Cluster,
Young Marble Giants,
10cc,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The J.B.'s,
Electric Prunes,
Juan Atkins,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Detroit Cobras,
Echospace,
Sugar Minott,
Tres Demented,
The Moody Blues,
Q65,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Smiths,
Pere Ubu,
Alice Coltrane,
Sam Rivers,
Alton Ellis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ice-T,
Toni Rubio,
The Doors,
Quadrant,
Fela Kuti,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Dave Clark Five,
Slick Rick,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marmalade,
The Moleskins,
Don Cherry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sparks,
John Lydon,
Peter & Gordon,
Godley & Creme,
Skarface,
Minnie Riperton,
Zapp,
Flash Fearless,
The Techniques,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sonic Youth,
Niagra,
Max Romeo,
Quando Quango,
Joyce Sims,
David Axelrod,
Dark Day,
Monolake,
Blancmange,
Gong,
Schoolly D,
Connie Case,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Moss Icon,
Aaron Thompson,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.