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 Armenia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the jazz 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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Whodini,
Pulsallama,
The Residents,
Jacob Miller,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Moleskins,
Angry Samoans,
Jandek,
Rites of Spring,
Grauzone,
Mo-Dettes,
Surgeon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Barbara Tucker,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lucky Dragons,
Popol Vuh,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Brick,
the Normal,
Silicon Teens,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Funkadelic,
Amazonics,
Roxy Music,
Sister Nancy,
Oblivians,
The Monochrome Set,
Clear Light,
The Zeros,
Saccharine Trust,
Slick Rick,
Television,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Cure,
In Retrospect,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Vladislav Delay,
Sexual Harrassment,
June of 44,
The Index,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Groovy Waters,
Neil Young,
OOIOO,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scan 7,
Minutemen,
Technova,
Donny Hathaway,
Panda Bear,
Marshall Jefferson,
X-Ray Spex,
Y Pants,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ludus,
The Happenings,
Minor Threat,
Aloha Tigers,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.