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 Monaco and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Cure to the rock 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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Anthony Braxton,
Whodini,
Curtis Mayfield,
Country Teasers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Sonics,
Skarface,
Rufus Thomas,
Von Mondo,
The United States of America,
MC5,
The Mummies,
Shuggie Otis,
Royal Trux,
Schoolly D,
Charles Mingus,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Roxette,
Bobby Sherman,
Babytalk,
Absolute Body Control,
Aswad,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Monochrome Set,
Los Fastidios,
The Angels of Light,
FM Einheit,
Bobby Womack,
AZ,
Big Daddy Kane,
Yellowson,
Delon & Dalcan,
This Heat,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Fugs,
The Real Kids,
Isaac Hayes,
the Sonics,
Jacques Brel,
A Certain Ratio,
kango's stein massive,
Robert Hood,
Sandy B,
The Seeds,
Sex Pistols,
Lindisfarne,
Inner City,
One Last Wish,
These Immortal Souls,
Visage,
Slick Rick,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jerry's Kids,
Ultra Naté,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Main Source,
Bob Dylan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.