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 San Marino and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Durutti Column to the punk 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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Albert Ayler,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Radiohead,
Model 500,
Moss Icon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
World's Most,
Hardrive,
Godley & Creme,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Peter & Gordon,
Nirvana,
Quadrant,
Soul II Soul,
Animal Collective,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Moebius,
The Buckinghams,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Absolute Body Control,
Lower 48,
Arcadia,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Steve Hackett,
The Angels of Light,
Ossler,
Johnny Clarke,
Bluetip,
Sun Ra,
Ultimate Spinach,
E-Dancer,
Tubeway Army,
8 Eyed Spy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Archie Shepp,
The Pop Group,
The Seeds,
Lungfish,
Bobby Byrd,
Siglo XX,
Chrome,
KRS-One,
Kerri Chandler,
Crooked Eye,
Brass Construction,
The Beau Brummels,
Eve St. Jones,
Clear Light,
Stockholm Monsters,
Donny Hathaway,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Leaves,
John Foxx,
Rosa Yemen,
MC5,
the Association,
Scan 7,
Amazonics,
Junior Murvin,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.