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 Bangladesh and from New York.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai 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 marimba 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 Grandmaster Flash to the techno 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Soul Sonic Force,
Massinfluence,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Talk Talk,
Mo-Dettes,
the Association,
The Victims,
the Human League,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Y Pants,
Lou Reed,
Shoche,
ABBA,
Bobby Byrd,
Laurel Aitken,
Henry Cow,
Letta Mbulu,
Dark Day,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Silicon Teens,
Sandy B,
L. Decosne,
Dave Gahan,
Thee Headcoats,
Brand Nubian,
Barbara Tucker,
Grauzone,
Masters at Work,
Flash Fearless,
Zero Boys,
Wasted Youth,
Deakin,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Amazonics,
Simply Red,
Yusef Lateef,
Pagans,
Kayak,
The Cramps,
B.T. Express,
Ken Boothe,
Aural Exciters,
Siglo XX,
Youth Brigade,
the Normal,
Ohio Players,
La Düsseldorf,
Adolescents,
Darondo,
Ronan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sparks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Techniques,
The United States of America,
Swell Maps,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.