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 Mali and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Monks to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Young Marble Giants,
Masters at Work,
Yellowson,
Au Pairs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Little Man,
Fugazi,
Heaven 17,
Tears for Fears,
Interpol,
The Monochrome Set,
Inner City,
AZ,
Desert Stars,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Smoke,
The Pop Group,
The Young Rascals,
Pierre Henry,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pagans,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
ABC,
Intrusion,
Camouflage,
Agent Orange,
Roxy Music,
David Bowie,
John Cale,
Harmonia,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Thee Headcoats,
The Dirtbombs,
Wire,
The J.B.'s,
Crispy Ambulance,
Boredoms,
Excepter,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Laurel Aitken,
The Barracudas,
Joyce Sims,
Sister Nancy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Can,
Skarface,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Divine Comedy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Underground Resistance,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Max Romeo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Crash Course in Science,
Sugar Minott,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fuzztones,
the Swans,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.