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 Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 The Evens to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Make Up,
The Mummies,
Dave Gahan,
The Happenings,
Barrington Levy,
Nas,
Negative Approach,
Easy Going,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Electric Prunes,
The Smiths,
Q and Not U,
Joey Negro,
Aswad,
Delta 5,
Skaos,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ornette Coleman,
the Association,
The Angels of Light,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rapeman,
Talk Talk,
Sam Rivers,
Blake Baxter,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marine Girls,
Derrick May,
Pagans,
Saccharine Trust,
The Monochrome Set,
The Modern Lovers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dawn Penn,
Intrusion,
Black Pus,
Ultravox,
DJ Sneak,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Steve Hackett,
Camberwell Now,
The J.B.'s,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Main Source,
Vladislav Delay,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bush Tetras,
The Cure,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gabor Szabo,
Soulsonic Force,
Lebanon Hanover,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.