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 Brazil and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sound Behaviour to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Interpol,
Reuben Wilson,
Silicon Teens,
Loose Ends,
Minnie Riperton,
The Associates,
The Leaves,
Barry Ungar,
The Smiths,
The Standells,
Spoonie Gee,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fluxion,
Marine Girls,
James White and The Blacks,
Y Pants,
The Star Department,
Althea and Donna,
Ponytail,
Flash Fearless,
Brothers Johnson,
Jerry's Kids,
The Walker Brothers,
The Index,
Masters at Work,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Inner City,
Soft Machine,
Parry Music,
Junior Murvin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Grey Daturas,
Crispian St. Peters,
Neil Young,
Section 25,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scientists,
Brick,
The Saints,
Roy Ayers,
Soft Cell,
Neu!,
Jimmy McGriff,
Girls At Our Best!,
The J.B.'s,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Deadbeat,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Christie,
Ludus,
R.M.O.,
Public Image Ltd.,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pole,
Boogie Down Productions,
Essential Logic,
The Stooges,
Harmonia,
Goldenarms,
X-102,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.