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 Singapore and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba 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 Second Layer to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Wings,
Boz Scaggs,
The Misunderstood,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Neu!,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Isaac Hayes,
Underground Resistance,
Dennis Brown,
Delta 5,
Lalo Schifrin,
Average White Band,
Section 25,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Hoover,
Connie Case,
Guru Guru,
June of 44,
Lindisfarne,
Cybotron,
The Selecter,
Icehouse,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nik Kershaw,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soft Cell,
Leonard Cohen,
Pantaleimon,
Aural Exciters,
Marvin Gaye,
Lower 48,
Davy DMX,
Matthew Bourne,
FM Einheit,
Yaz,
Porter Ricks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Grass Roots,
The Seeds,
Moebius,
Camouflage,
Jacob Miller,
Todd Rundgren,
MC5,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Al Stewart,
Moss Icon,
Outsiders,
Cheater Slicks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Slick Rick,
Sexual Harrassment,
AZ,
Neil Young,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dawn Penn,
Oblivians,
Godley & Creme,
Agitation Free,
Ponytail,
kango's stein massive,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.