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 Mongolia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 David Bowie 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 Adolescents to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Dave Gahan,
Reuben Wilson,
The Mojo Men,
Fela Kuti,
Swans,
U.S. Maple,
Crash Course in Science,
Jeff Lynne,
Television Personalities,
Masters at Work,
Mark Hollis,
The Gories,
Robert Hood,
Erasure,
The Buckinghams,
The Star Department,
Roy Ayers,
The Dead C,
The Detroit Cobras,
8 Eyed Spy,
Yusef Lateef,
The Velvet Underground,
MC5,
Rod Modell,
Section 25,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tom Boy,
Tomorrow,
Jawbox,
The Doors,
Sun Ra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Matthew Halsall,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fluxion,
Outsiders,
DJ Style,
Terrestrial Tones,
Roger Hodgson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gil Scott Heron,
Neil Young,
ABBA,
David Axelrod,
Sällskapet,
Wally Richardson,
Agent Orange,
John Holt,
Suicide,
Albert Ayler,
a-ha,
Quando Quango,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Easy Going,
Barbara Tucker,
Lungfish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Toasters,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.