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 Bhutan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pretty Things to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Outsiders,
Man Parrish,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Grandmaster Flash,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Loose Ends,
Freddie Wadling,
Crash Course in Science,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Golliwogs,
The Cowsills,
The Angels of Light,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Fuzztones,
Talk Talk,
Dennis Brown,
The Young Rascals,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Maurizio,
Steve Hackett,
Don Cherry,
The Barracudas,
Faust,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rekid,
Flamin' Groovies,
Laurel Aitken,
Michelle Simonal,
Skaos,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The J.B.'s,
The Dirtbombs,
Traffic Nightmare,
T.S.O.L.,
Yaz,
Connie Case,
Neu!,
Soulsonic Force,
Ralphi Rosario,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Standells,
Josef K,
Aaron Thompson,
cv313,
Bill Wells,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Warsaw,
Severed Heads,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nas,
John Foxx,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Vainqueur,
Barry Ungar,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
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.