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 Tanzania and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Traffic Nightmare to the disco 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Lee Hazlewood,
Amazonics,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Von Mondo,
Fela Kuti,
The Gap Band,
Bill Wells,
Byron Stingily,
Prince Buster,
Moss Icon,
Pulsallama,
The Fuzztones,
Agent Orange,
One Last Wish,
Wire,
The Count Five,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eve St. Jones,
Theoretical Girls,
Lou Reed,
Franke,
Lalann,
Godley & Creme,
DNA,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aswad,
Sandy B,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tom Boy,
Matthew Halsall,
10cc,
Minor Threat,
Brick,
Fad Gadget,
Blancmange,
CMW,
Scientists,
The Victims,
Cal Tjader,
The Standells,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sex Pistols,
H. Thieme,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dennis Brown,
Mission of Burma,
Ohio Players,
Patti Smith,
The Birthday Party,
Donny Hathaway,
The Slackers,
Crash Course in Science,
Lou Christie,
Josef K,
T.S.O.L.,
Harmonia,
Cluster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.