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 Malaysia and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Silicon Teens to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Absolute Body Control,
Oblivians,
Maurizio,
Schoolly D,
Minny Pops,
Eden Ahbez,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Fortunes,
Echospace,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Quantec,
Malaria!,
June of 44,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Soul Sonic Force,
Theoretical Girls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Residents,
Icehouse,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Electric Prunes,
Subhumans,
The Techniques,
the Association,
Niagra,
Aswad,
Lungfish,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jerry Gold Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Basic Channel,
Vainqueur,
The Saints,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Erasure,
Whodini,
Scratch Acid,
In Retrospect,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Skaos,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Velvet Underground,
The Moleskins,
Scott Walker,
Urselle,
Barry Ungar,
Das Ding,
ABBA,
The Cramps,
MC5,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
KRS-One,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alton Ellis,
Funkadelic,
Todd Rundgren,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.