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 Bahamas and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Lou Reed 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 Can to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Bad Manners,
AZ,
The Selecter,
Yaz,
The Fuzztones,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
A Certain Ratio,
Bob Dylan,
Nik Kershaw,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Organ,
10cc,
Al Stewart,
Tears for Fears,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Victims,
Stiv Bators,
Rod Modell,
Crash Course in Science,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minny Pops,
Crispy Ambulance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alice Coltrane,
Sonny Sharrock,
Graham Central Station,
The Busters,
Fugazi,
Liliput,
Pagans,
Roy Ayers,
The Smoke,
Von Mondo,
Rotary Connection,
Reuben Wilson,
Surgeon,
Sandy B,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ronnie Foster,
Cameo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Neil Young,
Lower 48,
Brick,
Slave,
The Happenings,
The Music Machine,
Man Eating Sloth,
Minor Threat,
Darondo,
The Gladiators,
Jacob Miller,
Juan Atkins,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Grass Roots,
Joe Smooth,
Arab on Radar,
Youth Brigade,
JFA,
Skarface,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.