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 Qatar and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Althea and Donna to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Sparks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sister Nancy,
Gong,
Soft Cell,
The Busters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Crash Course in Science,
the Association,
Groovy Waters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jandek,
Zapp,
Chris Corsano,
Drexciya,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scion,
The Stooges,
Fugazi,
David Axelrod,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bad Manners,
the Soft Cell,
The Gap Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Essential Logic,
The Gladiators,
Von Mondo,
Alphaville,
Quantec,
Eurythmics,
Robert Görl,
Angry Samoans,
Derrick Morgan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Index,
Byron Stingily,
Mark Hollis,
The Vogues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lakeside,
K-Klass,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
John Cale,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Absolute Body Control,
Tom Boy,
Mad Mike,
B.T. Express,
48th St. Collective,
Sandy B,
The Leaves,
Pulsallama,
Lalann,
Leonard Cohen,
Japan,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.