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 Tajikistan and from London.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Michael McDonald 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 Cluster to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb 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 linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Infiniti,
Cameo,
Fela Kuti,
La Düsseldorf,
Sällskapet,
The Victims,
The Fuzztones,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dave Gahan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fear,
Banda Bassotti,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Buckinghams,
CMW,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rosa Yemen,
Bobby Byrd,
Aloha Tigers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ralphi Rosario,
John Cale,
Schoolly D,
The Fall,
F. McDonald,
Yusef Lateef,
Crime,
David Bowie,
The Moleskins,
Blossom Toes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Oneida,
Donald Byrd,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
JFA,
Black Sheep,
Talk Talk,
Main Source,
Wolf Eyes,
Interpol,
Sister Nancy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Prince Buster,
Marshall Jefferson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Deadbeat,
Alison Limerick,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Sonics,
Jesper Dahlback,
Siglo XX,
Todd Terry,
Roxette,
Ronan,
DJ Sneak,
New Order,
Scratch Acid,
Angry Samoans,
Delon & Dalcan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Peter and Kerry,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.