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 Korea South and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Nico to the disco 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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Cheater Slicks,
Subhumans,
Lee Hazlewood,
China Crisis,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mad Mike,
Sparks,
The Tremeloes,
Josef K,
New Order,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Smoke,
Barbara Tucker,
Soulsonic Force,
Rotary Connection,
Ronnie Foster,
Marine Girls,
Public Image Ltd.,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Residents,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Camberwell Now,
Bobby Byrd,
Deadbeat,
Von Mondo,
The Zeros,
John Coltrane,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Knickerbockers,
Thee Headcoats,
The Slits,
Eve St. Jones,
The Skatalites,
Erasure,
kango's stein massive,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Busters,
The Birthday Party,
Los Fastidios,
Blossom Toes,
Camouflage,
The Doobie Brothers,
Chris & Cosey,
Crooked Eye,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Leaves,
Dead Boys,
Davy DMX,
Rekid,
World's Most,
Crispy Ambulance,
Drexciya,
Terrestrial Tones,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Oneida,
This Heat,
Yazoo,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.