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 Luxembourg and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fad Gadget to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Letta Mbulu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Yaz,
The Mojo Men,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Normal,
Nils Olav,
X-102,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eurythmics,
Gabor Szabo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Little Man,
Easy Going,
Pylon,
Amon Düül II,
Bauhaus,
Yellowson,
The Fire Engines,
Henry Cow,
Crooked Eye,
The Cramps,
Glenn Branca,
Deakin,
Bobby Sherman,
The Happenings,
Con Funk Shun,
The Evens,
Agitation Free,
Lightning Bolt,
Flash Fearless,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Aswad,
The Offenders,
Scrapy,
Drexciya,
Dual Sessions,
The Leaves,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Anthony Braxton,
The Standells,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dawn Penn,
China Crisis,
Average White Band,
Jacob Miller,
Sugar Minott,
Frankie Knuckles,
Junior Murvin,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Soft Cell,
Cluster,
Inner City,
Erasure,
Zapp,
Echospace,
Joe Finger,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Monks,
Rekid,
Jeru the Damaja,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.