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 Namibia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sällskapet to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
PIL,
Kaleidoscope,
Bizarre Inc.,
Swell Maps,
Subhumans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joe Finger,
The Cramps,
The Trojans,
Cymande,
The Moody Blues,
Mission of Burma,
Prince Buster,
Suicide,
ABC,
Anakelly,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bad Manners,
Man Parrish,
CMW,
Sight & Sound,
The Stooges,
Talk Talk,
Masters at Work,
Hasil Adkins,
Gang of Four,
Boogie Down Productions,
Crispy Ambulance,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bob Dylan,
Al Stewart,
Marvin Gaye,
the Germs,
The Techniques,
Sexual Harrassment,
KRS-One,
The Zeros,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Minny Pops,
The Martian,
Fela Kuti,
Alison Limerick,
MC5,
Circle Jerks,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pere Ubu,
Buzzcocks,
Oneida,
Adolescents,
Khruangbin,
Scan 7,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Carl Craig,
T. Rex,
Joyce Sims,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.