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 Marshall Islands and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 clarinet 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 The Slits to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Men They Couldn't Hang record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Swans,
Fat Boys,
Funky Four + One,
Rekid,
Japan,
Wire,
David McCallum,
Soul Sonic Force,
Soulsonic Force,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sonic Youth,
The Index,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tubeway Army,
Gichy Dan,
Moss Icon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Howard Jones,
The Alarm Clocks,
Skriet,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Pop Group,
In Retrospect,
The Smoke,
Arcadia,
Tropical Tobacco,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Zeros,
Roy Ayers,
X-Ray Spex,
Donny Hathaway,
Jawbox,
Sound Behaviour,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
kango's stein massive,
Barrington Levy,
Susan Cadogan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Faraquet,
Dawn Penn,
Easy Going,
Public Enemy,
D'Angelo,
Anthony Braxton,
Amazonics,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ronan,
Bronski Beat,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cluster,
Lungfish,
Ituana,
Nick Fraelich,
48th St. Collective,
Joyce Sims,
Dennis Brown,
Cybotron,
Nirvana,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.