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 Guinea-Bissau and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 clarinet 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
The Motions,
Guru Guru,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Nik Kershaw,
Circle Jerks,
Simply Red,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Masters at Work,
Peter & Gordon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Girls At Our Best!,
June Days,
the Bar-Kays,
The Neon Judgement,
Crime,
Heaven 17,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
JFA,
Ultimate Spinach,
Barclay James Harvest,
Excepter,
Bang On A Can,
David McCallum,
Matthew Bourne,
The Durutti Column,
Qualms,
Pagans,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Germs,
Con Funk Shun,
The Skatalites,
Animal Collective,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Mojo Men,
Can,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Television Personalities,
Average White Band,
Roy Ayers,
Newcleus,
Bill Wells,
Sixth Finger,
X-102,
Charles Mingus,
Anthony Braxton,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
John Foxx,
Quadrant,
Brothers Johnson,
Idris Muhammad,
DNA,
Suicide,
Make Up,
48th St. Collective,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dave Gahan,
Angry Samoans,
Janne Schatter,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.