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 Kitts & Nevis and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Victims to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Johnny Clarke,
Marvin Gaye,
Blossom Toes,
Pulsallama,
Skriet,
Brick,
Isaac Hayes,
Amazonics,
Soft Cell,
Slave,
Vainqueur,
Ten City,
Intrusion,
Theoretical Girls,
Roger Hodgson,
Rekid,
Wings,
Lakeside,
Eve St. Jones,
Toni Rubio,
Surgeon,
Graham Central Station,
Fear,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ronnie Foster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Todd Rundgren,
Janne Schatter,
Minny Pops,
Wasted Youth,
MC5,
Skarface,
Cecil Taylor,
Icehouse,
Adolescents,
The Doors,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lou Christie,
The Gun Club,
Black Moon,
Thompson Twins,
Sun City Girls,
Tim Buckley,
Cameo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lungfish,
Hashim,
Fugazi,
Arab on Radar,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Fire Engines,
Subhumans,
Essential Logic,
Godley & Creme,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camouflage,
Tres Demented,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Porter Ricks,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.