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 Tonga and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 spring reverb 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 Big Daddy Kane to the punk 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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain 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 guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Dual Sessions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Fugs,
The United States of America,
The Blackbyrds,
Sparks,
L. Decosne,
Cecil Taylor,
the Sonics,
Flash Fearless,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Freddie Wadling,
Mo-Dettes,
Graham Central Station,
The Gap Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Symarip,
Sun Ra,
Whodini,
Morten Harket,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dark Day,
Excepter,
New Order,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gang of Four,
Junior Murvin,
Au Pairs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
ABC,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sandy B,
The Black Dice,
Oblivians,
a-ha,
World's Most,
Massinfluence,
X-101,
Marine Girls,
Infiniti,
The Cramps,
FM Einheit,
The Associates,
Saccharine Trust,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
New Age Steppers,
Theoretical Girls,
Second Layer,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eurythmics,
Anakelly,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sonic Youth,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bootsy Collins,
The Neon Judgement,
The Cowsills,
ABBA,
The Fire Engines,
KRS-One,
Stetsasonic,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.