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 Croatia and from Tehran.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Fad Gadget 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Lou Reed,
Davy DMX,
Junior Murvin,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
X-Ray Spex,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Warsaw,
Scan 7,
Spandau Ballet,
The Gladiators,
Harmonia,
Cymande,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Walker Brothers,
Amon Düül II,
Bobby Womack,
Soulsonic Force,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Divine Comedy,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fuzztones,
Ludus,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Crash Course in Science,
Agent Orange,
Stiv Bators,
Erykah Badu,
Chris & Cosey,
Iggy Pop,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Symarip,
The Blues Magoos,
Clear Light,
Glambeats Corp.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Inner City,
The Cramps,
John Foxx,
Swans,
The Neon Judgement,
Joey Negro,
the Slits,
The Cure,
Subhumans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Youth Brigade,
Ponytail,
Deadbeat,
Delta 5,
Pantytec,
Icehouse,
Althea and Donna,
Rites of Spring,
Los Fastidios,
Hoover,
Godley & Creme,
The Doors,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
a-ha,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.