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 Saudi Arabia and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the dance 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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra 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 synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Ice-T,
The Skatalites,
Barclay James Harvest,
Darondo,
Jerry's Kids,
Albert Ayler,
Aaron Thompson,
The Moleskins,
Tim Buckley,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Stooges,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fela Kuti,
Black Moon,
Vladislav Delay,
Nick Fraelich,
Flash Fearless,
The Remains,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Simply Red,
Chris Corsano,
Surgeon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gong,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Lower 48,
Mad Mike,
Rekid,
Marine Girls,
Rites of Spring,
The Kinks,
Harpers Bizarre,
PIL,
Cal Tjader,
These Immortal Souls,
Unwound,
Kayak,
Slave,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Public Enemy,
Youth Brigade,
Crime,
The Dirtbombs,
Blancmange,
Swell Maps,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Reuben Wilson,
Piero Umiliani,
The Grass Roots,
Anthony Braxton,
Section 25,
Joe Smooth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Searchers,
Pylon,
Underground Resistance,
DNA,
OOIOO,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.