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 Congo and from Jakarta.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Portland.
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 theremin 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 Radiohead to the rock 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
China Crisis,
Little Man,
The Dirtbombs,
John Cale,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jacques Brel,
Flamin' Groovies,
cv313,
Albert Ayler,
The Slackers,
E-Dancer,
Black Flag,
X-101,
These Immortal Souls,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bad Manners,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Neil Young,
Jerry's Kids,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DJ Sneak,
Shoche,
Nirvana,
Bill Wells,
Altered Images,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Remains,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ultra Naté,
John Holt,
Kevin Saunderson,
Junior Murvin,
The Alarm Clocks,
Max Romeo,
Swans,
MC5,
Isaac Hayes,
Kurtis Blow,
Japan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bauhaus,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jeff Lynne,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gong,
The Neon Judgement,
the Soft Cell,
Supertramp,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Interpol,
Grauzone,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Fear,
Suburban Knight,
Alison Limerick,
Brass Construction,
The Beau Brummels,
Freddie Wadling,
the Human League,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.