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 South Sudan and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Gang Green to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bad Manners,
Quando Quango,
Japan,
Joe Finger,
Tres Demented,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Move,
Supertramp,
Archie Shepp,
The Pop Group,
ABBA,
LL Cool J,
the Sonics,
Jeff Lynne,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Seeds,
Sun Ra,
Blancmange,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fugazi,
Buzzcocks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Doors,
New York Dolls,
Audionom,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
John Holt,
FM Einheit,
Grauzone,
The Monochrome Set,
Nils Olav,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Slits,
Average White Band,
Todd Rundgren,
The Stooges,
The Golliwogs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sugar Minott,
Aswad,
Joe Smooth,
June of 44,
Chris & Cosey,
The Walker Brothers,
The Gories,
Harpers Bizarre,
Model 500,
The Mojo Men,
Fad Gadget,
Eurythmics,
Joey Negro,
Cymande,
The Slackers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
In Retrospect,
Vainqueur,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.