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 Nicaragua and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Mad Mike to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Pus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tears for Fears,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dead Boys,
Negative Approach,
Warren Ellis,
CMW,
Monolake,
Blancmange,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Echospace,
Parry Music,
Davy DMX,
Amazonics,
Hasil Adkins,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Quantec,
Black Sheep,
Second Layer,
Hoover,
Rosa Yemen,
Peter & Gordon,
Juan Atkins,
Anakelly,
The Leaves,
Whodini,
Godley & Creme,
Aloha Tigers,
Brand Nubian,
Gregory Isaacs,
Suicide,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
John Coltrane,
Neu!,
The Barracudas,
The Techniques,
Gang Green,
Pantaleimon,
Gong,
Pantytec,
Unrelated Segments,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nirvana,
Sällskapet,
Brick,
The Human League,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Radiohead,
Moss Icon,
Yazoo,
Inner City,
B.T. Express,
The Monks,
Skarface,
10cc,
Sister Nancy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.