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 Ivory Coast and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Amon Düül II to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sällskapet,
Sam Rivers,
Sight & Sound,
Ultravox,
Country Teasers,
Roxette,
The Cramps,
Spoonie Gee,
Crash Course in Science,
The Gories,
Sound Behaviour,
The Zeros,
Rosa Yemen,
China Crisis,
Leonard Cohen,
Jeff Lynne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Q65,
Intrusion,
Jacques Brel,
Grauzone,
Dual Sessions,
Scratch Acid,
Bobby Byrd,
Connie Case,
Hardrive,
DJ Sneak,
DNA,
Judy Mowatt,
Excepter,
Mission of Burma,
CMW,
Buzzcocks,
Royal Trux,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Blackbyrds,
Brass Construction,
Lakeside,
Pierre Henry,
Moss Icon,
A Certain Ratio,
Lucky Dragons,
The Victims,
Slick Rick,
The Fire Engines,
The Standells,
Subhumans,
Nik Kershaw,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Don Cherry,
The Pop Group,
Scientists,
Underground Resistance,
Metal Thangz,
Goldenarms,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.