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 Cape Verde and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ultravox to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kaleidoscope,
Roxy Music,
The Associates,
Depeche Mode,
Bluetip,
Zero Boys,
Heaven 17,
CMW,
The Kinks,
Scion,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Alton Ellis,
Icehouse,
Trumans Water,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Altered Images,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wings,
Ice-T,
Excepter,
Marvin Gaye,
Moss Icon,
The Skatalites,
Metal Thangz,
Harmonia,
Gil Scott Heron,
MC5,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Gories,
Joe Finger,
the Human League,
Scott Walker,
Aaron Thompson,
The Knickerbockers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
X-102,
Yaz,
Pylon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Steve Hackett,
Michelle Simonal,
Niagra,
Echospace,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mantronix,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sun City Girls,
Yazoo,
Funky Four + One,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
kango's stein massive,
Basic Channel,
The Victims,
The Remains,
The Seeds,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.