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 Barbados and from Seoul.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gang Green to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator 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 spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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 Vogues,
La Düsseldorf,
The Misunderstood,
Accadde A,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Velvet Underground,
Don Cherry,
The Modern Lovers,
The Neon Judgement,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Duran Duran,
Negative Approach,
The Busters,
The Monochrome Set,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
MC5,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Count Five,
Girls At Our Best!,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sound Behaviour,
Skriet,
The Gun Club,
X-Ray Spex,
Wally Richardson,
Zapp,
Electric Prunes,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Human League,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rites of Spring,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Buzzcocks,
Nils Olav,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sugar Minott,
Donny Hathaway,
Jandek,
The Kinks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sun Ra,
Yusef Lateef,
Funky Four + One,
The Blues Magoos,
The Monks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Guru Guru,
Surgeon,
Hashim,
Jesper Dahlback,
X-101,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Searchers,
The Names,
Supertramp,
The Fire Engines,
Suicide,
Drexciya,
Idris Muhammad,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.