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 Jamaica and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the punk 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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
The Tremeloes,
Unwound,
Hasil Adkins,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gichy Dan,
Pantaleimon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Girls At Our Best!,
Donald Byrd,
Monolake,
Blancmange,
Technova,
The Gun Club,
Bill Wells,
Circle Jerks,
Flash Fearless,
ABC,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Human League,
Metal Thangz,
The Gap Band,
Sex Pistols,
The Zeros,
Gregory Isaacs,
B.T. Express,
Johnny Osbourne,
10cc,
Terry Callier,
Peter & Gordon,
Pharoah Sanders,
T.S.O.L.,
Mission of Burma,
Duran Duran,
Rosa Yemen,
Yellowson,
CMW,
Swell Maps,
Deadbeat,
Public Enemy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Robert Hood,
Zero Boys,
The Smoke,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Archie Shepp,
Darondo,
Pussy Galore,
The Dave Clark Five,
Audionom,
Pole,
Monks,
The Stooges,
Average White Band,
Fela Kuti,
The Litter,
Thompson Twins,
48th St. Collective,
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.