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 Colombia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro 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 X-Ray Spex to the disco 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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sound Behaviour,
Bill Wells,
Maleditus Sound,
The Move,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lebanon Hanover,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Janne Schatter,
These Immortal Souls,
Danielle Patucci,
Derrick Morgan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gap Band,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Don Cherry,
The J.B.'s,
Kayak,
The Trojans,
Sixth Finger,
Heaven 17,
Panda Bear,
The Fall,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Idris Muhammad,
Swell Maps,
The Monks,
The Dirtbombs,
Pantaleimon,
ABBA,
Jeff Lynne,
Marcia Griffiths,
Tommy Roe,
Hashim,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pagans,
Cecil Taylor,
Alphaville,
Sonny Sharrock,
Radiohead,
Sun City Girls,
Swans,
T.S.O.L.,
Chris Corsano,
Traffic Nightmare,
Television Personalities,
ABC,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
John Cale,
The Blackbyrds,
The Mummies,
Bronski Beat,
Guru Guru,
Lindisfarne,
The Golliwogs,
Parry Music,
Ultimate Spinach,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.