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 Qatar and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Japan 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Camouflage,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Brass Construction,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ken Boothe,
The Zeros,
Mark Hollis,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Misunderstood,
U.S. Maple,
Bluetip,
The Evens,
Pylon,
The Electric Prunes,
AZ,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Techniques,
Johnny Clarke,
The Cramps,
Lalann,
The Searchers,
The Gories,
the Human League,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Maleditus Sound,
OOIOO,
Suicide,
Peter and Kerry,
Goldenarms,
Graham Central Station,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Angry Samoans,
Oneida,
Althea and Donna,
Drexciya,
ABC,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Moebius,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bill Near,
Skaos,
Unwound,
The Happenings,
Idris Muhammad,
The Mummies,
Bad Manners,
Dawn Penn,
Surgeon,
David McCallum,
T.S.O.L.,
Crooked Eye,
The Fuzztones,
David Axelrod,
Scrapy,
Popol Vuh,
Deakin,
Amon Düül,
Bootsy Collins,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fugazi,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.