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 Nepal and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum 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 ABC to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Vogues,
Fatback Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ituana,
Von Mondo,
Yaz,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
cv313,
CMW,
James White and The Blacks,
Sex Pistols,
Saccharine Trust,
Aloha Tigers,
June of 44,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rapeman,
Peter & Gordon,
Lungfish,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Offenders,
Alison Limerick,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lakeside,
Silicon Teens,
Porter Ricks,
John Lydon,
Max Romeo,
Don Cherry,
Josef K,
Curtis Mayfield,
Little Man,
Pere Ubu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Frankie Knuckles,
Joy Division,
Gichy Dan,
Faraquet,
Groovy Waters,
The Modern Lovers,
DNA,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ten City,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
U.S. Maple,
Reuben Wilson,
Amon Düül,
Youth Brigade,
Black Pus,
Aaron Thompson,
Arcadia,
Electric Prunes,
Connie Case,
Quando Quango,
Gang Starr,
Radiohead,
MDC,
Scratch Acid,
Carl Craig,
The Alarm Clocks,
Make Up,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.