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 Croatia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rotary Connection to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Boz Scaggs,
Television Personalities,
Los Fastidios,
Supertramp,
The Pop Group,
Rufus Thomas,
Cybotron,
Sound Behaviour,
Minnie Riperton,
Public Enemy,
Thee Headcoats,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Trojans,
Lindisfarne,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Underground Resistance,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Sonics,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gichy Dan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Connie Case,
Magazine,
Gang Gang Dance,
Althea and Donna,
Blake Baxter,
Godley & Creme,
The Durutti Column,
Simply Red,
The Human League,
Robert Görl,
Bobby Sherman,
Bluetip,
June Days,
Make Up,
David Bowie,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Deakin,
Theoretical Girls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Television,
Lakeside,
Don Cherry,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bill Wells,
Peter & Gordon,
The Doors,
Rakim,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rosa Yemen,
Ludus,
Ponytail,
Parry Music,
The Fuzztones,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Young Marble Giants,
The Names,
Amon Düül,
Hardrive,
Black Pus,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.