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 Bulgaria and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bologna.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sisters of Mercy to the jazz 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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Vainqueur,
Panda Bear,
The Fortunes,
Dark Day,
Peter and Kerry,
The Searchers,
Q and Not U,
The Gladiators,
Thompson Twins,
The Kinks,
Quantec,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Bar-Kays,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Golliwogs,
the Germs,
Jeff Lynne,
The Evens,
Brick,
The Electric Prunes,
Soulsonic Force,
Eric B and Rakim,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kenny Larkin,
The Associates,
Neu!,
Radiopuhelimet,
Make Up,
David McCallum,
D'Angelo,
Jacob Miller,
8 Eyed Spy,
Slave,
Hashim,
Theoretical Girls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
This Heat,
James White and The Blacks,
Saccharine Trust,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Flipper,
R.M.O.,
Lungfish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Reed,
Zapp,
Whodini,
Alice Coltrane,
The Mummies,
Second Layer,
Nirvana,
Y Pants,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
One Last Wish,
Todd Rundgren,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.