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 Palau and from Bremen.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
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 guitar 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 Quando Quango to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Saints,
Kerrie Biddell,
Shoche,
Spoonie Gee,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thee Headcoats,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
X-101,
Godley & Creme,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gerry Rafferty,
Piero Umiliani,
Hot Snakes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lebanon Hanover,
One Last Wish,
Sällskapet,
Sound Behaviour,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dark Day,
Stockholm Monsters,
Funkadelic,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Black Dice,
Dorothy Ashby,
OOIOO,
Lyres,
Scratch Acid,
Parry Music,
Dave Gahan,
Adolescents,
Black Flag,
Cybotron,
Quantec,
New Order,
Can,
Fatback Band,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Section 25,
Tom Boy,
H. Thieme,
Lou Reed,
The Birthday Party,
Brothers Johnson,
Amazonics,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Dirtbombs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Fania All-Stars,
Silicon Teens,
John Cale,
The Move,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Knickerbockers,
The Monochrome Set,
The Techniques,
Eli Mardock,
Simply Red,
Intrusion,
The Beau Brummels,
Ronan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.