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 Tunisia and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Mantronix 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
10cc,
Country Teasers,
Unwound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dawn Penn,
Guru Guru,
Robert Hood,
Ultimate Spinach,
Talk Talk,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nick Fraelich,
The Golliwogs,
Essential Logic,
Los Fastidios,
Minny Pops,
Sarah Menescal,
Sex Pistols,
Idris Muhammad,
The Modern Lovers,
the Normal,
The J.B.'s,
Alison Limerick,
Sonny Sharrock,
Q65,
the Human League,
the Slits,
Audionom,
The Knickerbockers,
Porter Ricks,
Joey Negro,
Lungfish,
Chris & Cosey,
Soul II Soul,
Pantaleimon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Babytalk,
Bauhaus,
Rekid,
Bobby Womack,
Inner City,
Juan Atkins,
Basic Channel,
Archie Shepp,
The Kinks,
Sun Ra,
Bob Dylan,
David McCallum,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ossler,
Rites of Spring,
Silicon Teens,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
AZ,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Stetsasonic,
The Gladiators,
Matthew Halsall,
Lower 48,
The Saints,
Stiv Bators,
Faraquet,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.