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 Cuba and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Cheater Slicks to the grime 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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pharoah Sanders,
Johnny Clarke,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Blossom Toes,
Black Bananas,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jerry's Kids,
Quadrant,
Eric Copeland,
Wasted Youth,
Essential Logic,
the Bar-Kays,
The Shadows of Knight,
Stereo Dub,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Matthew Bourne,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Red Krayola,
Underground Resistance,
Jandek,
Nas,
Reuben Wilson,
Henry Cow,
Darondo,
Gichy Dan,
Sam Rivers,
Glenn Branca,
Barbara Tucker,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Don Cherry,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nick Fraelich,
Marshall Jefferson,
The American Breed,
Vladislav Delay,
The Velvet Underground,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Inner City,
Liliput,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Negative Approach,
PIL,
Country Teasers,
The Star Department,
Bad Manners,
Fear,
Organ,
Minutemen,
Stetsasonic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Technova,
Yusef Lateef,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Sonics,
Todd Rundgren,
Amon Düül,
Eli Mardock,
Television Personalities,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.