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 China and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Vladislav Delay to the techno 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
New Age Steppers,
Grey Daturas,
The Misunderstood,
Eric Dolphy,
Joey Negro,
UT,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mr. Review,
Hardrive,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Grass Roots,
Khruangbin,
Rufus Thomas,
The Seeds,
The Smoke,
Roy Ayers,
Jeff Mills,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DJ Style,
The Kinks,
Dead Boys,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fatback Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Sex Pistols,
Howard Jones,
The Beau Brummels,
Groovy Waters,
Barbara Tucker,
Quantec,
Kurtis Blow,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Schoolly D,
The Neon Judgement,
Brand Nubian,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joy Division,
Public Image Ltd.,
Amon Düül,
Sarah Menescal,
Country Teasers,
Lou Christie,
Gastr Del Sol,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Barracudas,
Boz Scaggs,
Sun City Girls,
Surgeon,
Black Flag,
Janne Schatter,
FM Einheit,
the Sonics,
The Slits,
The Knickerbockers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rekid,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.