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 Montenegro and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 organ 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 Zero Boys to the funk 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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Smog,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rekid,
Fela Kuti,
Alton Ellis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Aswad,
The Names,
The Associates,
John Foxx,
Nas,
Blake Baxter,
Ponytail,
Buzzcocks,
Shuggie Otis,
June Days,
Yazoo,
Desert Stars,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Don Cherry,
the Germs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Panda Bear,
Agent Orange,
Boz Scaggs,
the Association,
Ossler,
Soft Machine,
Ludus,
Bill Wells,
Graham Central Station,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bill Near,
The Standells,
Mantronix,
Spandau Ballet,
Neil Young,
Derrick Morgan,
Josef K,
PIL,
Ten City,
OOIOO,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Move,
Pierre Henry,
the Slits,
Yaz,
Joy Division,
Agitation Free,
Flamin' Groovies,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rosa Yemen,
Glambeats Corp.,
Stiv Bators,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Cramps,
The Buckinghams,
Essential Logic,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.