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 Monaco and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Massinfluence to the funk 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
The Evens,
EPMD,
E-Dancer,
The Stooges,
Kayak,
China Crisis,
Hot Snakes,
Sex Pistols,
Livin' Joy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
John Foxx,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Velvet Underground,
Mantronix,
Tommy Roe,
Vladislav Delay,
U.S. Maple,
Spandau Ballet,
Von Mondo,
Zapp,
Nik Kershaw,
Unwound,
John Coltrane,
Interpol,
Half Japanese,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Thee Headcoats,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
New York Dolls,
Moss Icon,
ABBA,
Tres Demented,
Au Pairs,
Jacob Miller,
Hasil Adkins,
The Dirtbombs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Y Pants,
Eddi Front,
Hashim,
The Vogues,
A Certain Ratio,
F. McDonald,
LL Cool J,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ten City,
Arcadia,
Faust,
Khruangbin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Index,
FM Einheit,
Toni Rubio,
The Moleskins,
Pharoah Sanders,
Roxette,
Roy Ayers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.