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 Guatemala and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 spring reverb 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 Rekid to the dance 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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
The Birthday Party,
Roxette,
Barbara Tucker,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
D'Angelo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Excepter,
Don Cherry,
La Düsseldorf,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The J.B.'s,
One Last Wish,
Gong,
The Barracudas,
Amon Düül,
The Skatalites,
Ponytail,
Rapeman,
Wire,
Heaven 17,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Inner City,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
June Days,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Wake,
The Misunderstood,
48th St. Collective,
Minny Pops,
The Evens,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Davy DMX,
Prince Buster,
Angry Samoans,
Guru Guru,
Janne Schatter,
The Toasters,
Sugar Minott,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fortunes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultra Naté,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Agitation Free,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Duran Duran,
Mad Mike,
Fat Boys,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Amon Düül II,
Ultimate Spinach,
Deakin,
The Searchers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Names,
Masters at Work,
The United States of America,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.