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 Albania and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kaleidoscope to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal 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?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rakim,
Country Teasers,
Moss Icon,
Barrington Levy,
Basic Channel,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Dead C,
Roger Hodgson,
Dennis Brown,
Patti Smith,
The Walker Brothers,
China Crisis,
Von Mondo,
Bizarre Inc.,
Soul Sonic Force,
Au Pairs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Siglo XX,
Vladislav Delay,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
In Retrospect,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Aswad,
Infiniti,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sexual Harrassment,
Donald Byrd,
Tubeway Army,
Toni Rubio,
Public Image Ltd.,
Faraquet,
10cc,
Cal Tjader,
Nirvana,
Malaria!,
Steve Hackett,
The Tremeloes,
Jerry's Kids,
Chrome,
FM Einheit,
Banda Bassotti,
ABBA,
Tears for Fears,
Moby Grape,
Absolute Body Control,
Silicon Teens,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fluxion,
Scratch Acid,
Morten Harket,
Pantaleimon,
The Pretty Things,
Skriet,
T. Rex,
The Buckinghams,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Wake,
Crooked Eye,
Boredoms,
The Red Krayola,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.