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 Poland and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 organ 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 Stooges to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Arcadia,
Talk Talk,
Michelle Simonal,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
FM Einheit,
Howard Jones,
ABC,
Joe Smooth,
DJ Sneak,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Parry Music,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Doors,
Minutemen,
Amazonics,
Moby Grape,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gang Gang Dance,
K-Klass,
Rites of Spring,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Byron Stingily,
Pole,
Cameo,
Yaz,
Funky Four + One,
Boz Scaggs,
Organ,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eden Ahbez,
Janne Schatter,
Gichy Dan,
cv313,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
David McCallum,
Slick Rick,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fluxion,
Frankie Knuckles,
Surgeon,
The Fire Engines,
The Selecter,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Motorama,
Scott Walker,
Skaos,
The Mojo Men,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Newcleus,
The Remains,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Unrelated Segments,
Altered Images,
B.T. Express,
Jerry's Kids,
Shuggie Otis,
The Fuzztones,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.