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 United Kingdom and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 harpsichord 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 The Gladiators to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
China Crisis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Blake Baxter,
Ultra Naté,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ultravox,
Faust,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kenny Larkin,
Scientists,
Saccharine Trust,
Sonic Youth,
Gichy Dan,
Matthew Halsall,
Youth Brigade,
Eden Ahbez,
Groovy Waters,
Alison Limerick,
Radio Birdman,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Index,
This Heat,
Make Up,
Marcia Griffiths,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Oneida,
Kevin Saunderson,
Joe Finger,
UT,
The Modern Lovers,
Fluxion,
John Foxx,
Q and Not U,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dawn Penn,
Terry Callier,
Anakelly,
Susan Cadogan,
Todd Rundgren,
The Fortunes,
Talk Talk,
PIL,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pole,
Model 500,
Los Fastidios,
The Divine Comedy,
Harmonia,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Danielle Patucci,
The Raincoats,
The Young Rascals,
Scratch Acid,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Simply Red,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.