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 Tonga and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 spring reverb 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 Minutemen to the grime 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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Delon & Dalcan,
Vladislav Delay,
Pole,
Ornette Coleman,
ABC,
Gang Green,
Roxy Music,
Laurel Aitken,
The Vogues,
cv313,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Junior Murvin,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nirvana,
Yusef Lateef,
Guru Guru,
Bronski Beat,
Visage,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Drexciya,
Ten City,
R.M.O.,
Sound Behaviour,
The Birthday Party,
Groovy Waters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Blackbyrds,
FM Einheit,
In Retrospect,
Lee Hazlewood,
Icehouse,
The American Breed,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Toasters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ultra Naté,
Bush Tetras,
The Pretty Things,
Khruangbin,
Clear Light,
Bobby Sherman,
Steve Hackett,
Aaron Thompson,
Marc Almond,
Tom Boy,
Amon Düül II,
The Stooges,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Das Ding,
Second Layer,
Rites of Spring,
The Saints,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Human League,
Bill Wells,
a-ha,
Fatback Band,
PIL,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.