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 Togo and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Black Bananas to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Delon & Dalcan,
Tom Boy,
Nils Olav,
The Blackbyrds,
The Last Poets,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ponytail,
X-102,
Zero Boys,
Altered Images,
LL Cool J,
Wasted Youth,
Marine Girls,
New Order,
JFA,
Marmalade,
Ultra Naté,
Tropical Tobacco,
Roxy Music,
Can,
Deepchord,
Basic Channel,
Girls At Our Best!,
Suburban Knight,
Flash Fearless,
The Doors,
Rakim,
Alison Limerick,
The Leaves,
Quantec,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Divine Comedy,
Television Personalities,
Average White Band,
The Gap Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fatback Band,
Boredoms,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Shuggie Otis,
Toni Rubio,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aural Exciters,
T. Rex,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Darondo,
Funkadelic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Smoke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Smog,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Smiths,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Brick,
June Days,
Junior Murvin,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.