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 St Lucia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Winnipeg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 June of 44 to the grime 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
E-Dancer,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Alarm Clocks,
Royal Trux,
Skaos,
the Soft Cell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sister Nancy,
Lakeside,
Schoolly D,
Lightning Bolt,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
June of 44,
China Crisis,
Make Up,
The Techniques,
Stereo Dub,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Real Kids,
Minor Threat,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Slackers,
Unrelated Segments,
Yazoo,
Pulsallama,
Eric Copeland,
Kool Moe Dee,
Barry Ungar,
Wire,
Aaron Thompson,
Kaleidoscope,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Erykah Badu,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
a-ha,
Bush Tetras,
Chris Corsano,
Soulsonic Force,
Juan Atkins,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Desert Stars,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scott Walker,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mars,
The Star Department,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Cramps,
Henry Cow,
Intrusion,
Marvin Gaye,
Ronnie Foster,
Public Image Ltd.,
Basic Channel,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Niagra,
Minutemen,
Urselle,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.