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 Zambia and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Sonics to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Surgeon,
a-ha,
Matthew Halsall,
U.S. Maple,
Charles Mingus,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Radiopuhelimet,
David McCallum,
H. Thieme,
The Motions,
The Evens,
The Techniques,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Red Krayola,
Kevin Saunderson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Outsiders,
Boz Scaggs,
Anthony Braxton,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bang On A Can,
Yellowson,
The Grass Roots,
Rotary Connection,
The Associates,
The Human League,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sister Nancy,
MC5,
Essential Logic,
Sight & Sound,
Hot Snakes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pere Ubu,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Barracudas,
Chrome,
Fear,
The Knickerbockers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nik Kershaw,
Easy Going,
Chris & Cosey,
Eli Mardock,
Simply Red,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dave Gahan,
Whodini,
Moby Grape,
Public Enemy,
Rod Modell,
The Selecter,
La Düsseldorf,
Girls At Our Best!,
Thompson Twins,
John Coltrane,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.