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 Kyrgyzstan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 sitar 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 Thompson Twins to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Prince Buster,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mars,
The Evens,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tears for Fears,
The Neon Judgement,
Television,
the Bar-Kays,
10cc,
Aloha Tigers,
The Tremeloes,
Livin' Joy,
Eric Dolphy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Moss Icon,
Marvin Gaye,
The Five Americans,
Cluster,
The Motions,
Josef K,
Skaos,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mantronix,
Quadrant,
MC5,
Dead Boys,
E-Dancer,
Shoche,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Busters,
Smog,
Ken Boothe,
Country Teasers,
Organ,
Janne Schatter,
Johnny Clarke,
Pole,
Theoretical Girls,
Intrusion,
Harry Pussy,
Bootsy Collins,
Nik Kershaw,
The Count Five,
Bush Tetras,
Newcleus,
Arab on Radar,
the Fania All-Stars,
8 Eyed Spy,
X-101,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Negative Approach,
Minutemen,
Curtis Mayfield,
Index,
Connie Case,
Radio Birdman,
Angry Samoans,
Sound Behaviour,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.