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 Sweden and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
Colin Newman,
Grey Daturas,
Mars,
Black Pus,
The Raincoats,
Erasure,
The Buckinghams,
The Dirtbombs,
Eve St. Jones,
The Gories,
Matthew Bourne,
Sällskapet,
Arcadia,
the Soft Cell,
John Lydon,
The Cure,
Gang of Four,
This Heat,
Echospace,
Rakim,
The Litter,
Crispian St. Peters,
Radiohead,
Lightning Bolt,
Angry Samoans,
Silicon Teens,
Slick Rick,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Chrome,
Black Flag,
Monolake,
Little Man,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Los Fastidios,
Soft Cell,
Swell Maps,
Gabor Szabo,
Nas,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hoover,
Johnny Clarke,
T. Rex,
Josef K,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Half Japanese,
Monks,
Marc Almond,
Glenn Branca,
Joy Division,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Don Cherry,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
PIL,
Japan,
Rekid,
The Cramps,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.