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 Liechtenstein and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Warren Ellis to the dance 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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Zero Boys,
The Raincoats,
KRS-One,
The Velvet Underground,
The New Christs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Faraquet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Skarface,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Toasters,
The Fortunes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Warren Ellis,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sugar Minott,
MC5,
OOIOO,
Audionom,
the Sonics,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cymande,
Bluetip,
The Fugs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Aaron Thompson,
Nick Fraelich,
Jandek,
Flipper,
Yaz,
Avey Tare,
Patti Smith,
Peter & Gordon,
Minutemen,
Tubeway Army,
Fela Kuti,
Lalann,
Roxy Music,
Quantec,
The Last Poets,
Swell Maps,
Neu!,
Make Up,
F. McDonald,
Lungfish,
Scrapy,
The Trojans,
The Associates,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
June Days,
Jawbox,
Maurizio,
Sällskapet,
Gabor Szabo,
Junior Murvin,
Graham Central Station,
The Blackbyrds,
Scott Walker,
Crime,
Vainqueur,
Bill Near,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.