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 Austria and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 sitar 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 Lungfish to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Deadbeat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Silicon Teens,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kerri Chandler,
Groovy Waters,
Jandek,
Pagans,
Tears for Fears,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Don Cherry,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Count Five,
Black Pus,
Throbbing Gristle,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bobby Sherman,
Connie Case,
Talk Talk,
MC5,
Ituana,
Tropical Tobacco,
Little Man,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Robert Wyatt,
K-Klass,
Sam Rivers,
Bauhaus,
Quando Quango,
Technova,
the Human League,
Davy DMX,
Section 25,
Absolute Body Control,
The Move,
Scratch Acid,
Sound Behaviour,
Tom Boy,
Warsaw,
Q and Not U,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mandrill,
Steve Hackett,
The Beau Brummels,
Ponytail,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kayak,
Radio Birdman,
Joyce Sims,
Black Flag,
Spandau Ballet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Kinks,
The Barracudas,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Vogues,
Tubeway Army,
Lou Christie,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pulsallama,
Livin' Joy,
The United States of America,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.