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 Comoros and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar 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 Normal to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
Neu!,
Scientists,
Young Marble Giants,
Oblivians,
the Association,
Nico,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Quantec,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Boogie Down Productions,
Yazoo,
Magma,
Desert Stars,
Shuggie Otis,
Davy DMX,
Theoretical Girls,
The Residents,
Dennis Brown,
Gang Green,
Scion,
Mr. Review,
Ohio Players,
Flipper,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Crime,
Carl Craig,
Vladislav Delay,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Invisible,
Reagan Youth,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fugs,
10cc,
Boredoms,
Trumans Water,
Rakim,
Nas,
Steve Hackett,
ABC,
The Names,
Supertramp,
Idris Muhammad,
Pet Shop Boys,
Junior Murvin,
kango's stein massive,
Moebius,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Neil Young,
Agent Orange,
Matthew Bourne,
Rod Modell,
AZ,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fugazi,
Sex Pistols,
Surgeon,
Kurtis Blow,
Cameo,
Erasure,
The Neon Judgement,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.