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 Marshall Islands and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Youth Brigade to the dance 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nick Fraelich,
Mo-Dettes,
Livin' Joy,
Yusef Lateef,
The J.B.'s,
Organ,
Tropical Tobacco,
Los Fastidios,
K-Klass,
The Evens,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Drive Like Jehu,
Albert Ayler,
The Velvet Underground,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minnie Riperton,
DNA,
Marmalade,
Sarah Menescal,
Marshall Jefferson,
Skriet,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Surgeon,
Matthew Bourne,
Wolf Eyes,
Agitation Free,
Q65,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
David Axelrod,
The Dirtbombs,
Patti Smith,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Real Kids,
The Mighty Diamonds,
John Holt,
The Sound,
LL Cool J,
Arcadia,
Mars,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Shuggie Otis,
Man Parrish,
Thee Headcoats,
Quantec,
Piero Umiliani,
Underground Resistance,
Stiv Bators,
Nils Olav,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Soft Cell,
Negative Approach,
Crime,
Laurel Aitken,
Cluster,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soul II Soul,
Brass Construction,
The Skatalites,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.