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 United States and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 oboe 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 Morten Harket to the rock 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Kenny Larkin,
The Saints,
James White and The Blacks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Yellowson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Young Marble Giants,
Banda Bassotti,
Morten Harket,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Agitation Free,
Audionom,
DNA,
The Sound,
Iggy Pop,
Sällskapet,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Cure,
Sugar Minott,
Dave Gahan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Monochrome Set,
The Black Dice,
Curtis Mayfield,
Moss Icon,
Technova,
Lakeside,
KRS-One,
Leonard Cohen,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Misunderstood,
Sixth Finger,
Janne Schatter,
Guru Guru,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Visage,
The Fall,
Scan 7,
Skarface,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Piero Umiliani,
FM Einheit,
The Tremeloes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Q65,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dawn Penn,
Matthew Halsall,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Victims,
Max Romeo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Faust,
Saccharine Trust,
Bobby Byrd,
Cal Tjader,
Vladislav Delay,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.