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 Qatar and from Halifax.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harry Pussy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
The Buckinghams,
The Cure,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Soft Cell,
La Düsseldorf,
The Birthday Party,
Mission of Burma,
Schoolly D,
Morten Harket,
DJ Sneak,
Erasure,
Warsaw,
Bauhaus,
Piero Umiliani,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Stereo Dub,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kurtis Blow,
Leonard Cohen,
Trumans Water,
The New Christs,
Laurel Aitken,
Boogie Down Productions,
Crime,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Severed Heads,
Jawbox,
The Monks,
The Velvet Underground,
Eric Copeland,
The Victims,
The Evens,
Dead Boys,
Matthew Halsall,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Names,
Marine Girls,
Skaos,
Jeff Lynne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kayak,
Pantytec,
Terry Callier,
Theoretical Girls,
Loose Ends,
The Alarm Clocks,
Michelle Simonal,
Cameo,
Agitation Free,
Sonic Youth,
Fela Kuti,
Section 25,
Sex Pistols,
Brick,
Groovy Waters,
Smog,
Mandrill,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.