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 Russia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Section 25 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lucky Dragons,
Curtis Mayfield,
Zero Boys,
Darondo,
Laurel Aitken,
Absolute Body Control,
Oblivians,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pylon,
Gil Scott Heron,
Trumans Water,
Silicon Teens,
Essential Logic,
The Selecter,
Vainqueur,
Bizarre Inc.,
Y Pants,
The Dave Clark Five,
Animal Collective,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Blackbyrds,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Television,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fad Gadget,
Accadde A,
Blake Baxter,
Basic Channel,
Man Parrish,
Radiohead,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Smiths,
Qualms,
Interpol,
Dorothy Ashby,
Siglo XX,
Yaz,
Flash Fearless,
Chris & Cosey,
Scratch Acid,
Black Flag,
Davy DMX,
Dead Boys,
Frankie Knuckles,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Blancmange,
Heaven 17,
The Blues Magoos,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Womack,
John Holt,
Mary Jane Girls,
Drive Like Jehu,
China Crisis,
Steve Hackett,
Pulsallama,
Khruangbin,
Mo-Dettes,
Pole,
Sparks,
B.T. Express,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.