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 Korea South and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 arpeggiator 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 Ponytail to the techno 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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Ultravox,
Model 500,
Altered Images,
Robert Wyatt,
Quando Quango,
Banda Bassotti,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kenny Larkin,
Sonic Youth,
CMW,
Steve Hackett,
Rufus Thomas,
The Star Department,
Q65,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jacob Miller,
JFA,
Jandek,
Siglo XX,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Radiohead,
Camouflage,
Althea and Donna,
Freddie Wadling,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bill Wells,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Amon Düül,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Nas,
Heaven 17,
The Slackers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Radiopuhelimet,
Silicon Teens,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lindisfarne,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lalann,
Graham Central Station,
Ronan,
The Barracudas,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gang of Four,
These Immortal Souls,
Aaron Thompson,
Trumans Water,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eli Mardock,
Vainqueur,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kas Product,
T.S.O.L.,
Audionom,
The Dead C,
Reagan Youth,
Monolake,
Gang Starr,
Tim Buckley,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.