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 Croatia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Michael McDonald 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 Au Pairs to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
The Residents,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Outsiders,
Don Cherry,
The Vogues,
The Evens,
The Associates,
Drive Like Jehu,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Shuggie Otis,
the Fania All-Stars,
Heaven 17,
Bad Manners,
Wasted Youth,
Marc Almond,
Lalo Schifrin,
Shoche,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jandek,
Dark Day,
Sight & Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Angels of Light,
Von Mondo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
China Crisis,
The Invisible,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Funkadelic,
Fatback Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The New Christs,
Stetsasonic,
The Barracudas,
The Index,
Lou Christie,
Ronan,
Mantronix,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ludus,
Tom Boy,
Patti Smith,
Radio Birdman,
The Velvet Underground,
Ohio Players,
Stereo Dub,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Can,
Henry Cow,
In Retrospect,
Nation of Ulysses,
Arcadia,
Vladislav Delay,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.