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 Kosovo and from Madrid.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Zero Boys to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
The Fall,
The Victims,
Ituana,
Junior Murvin,
Sonny Sharrock,
Absolute Body Control,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Danielle Patucci,
Minor Threat,
The Cramps,
Harpers Bizarre,
Zapp,
Darondo,
Schoolly D,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Guru Guru,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jeff Lynne,
Bad Manners,
Ken Boothe,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Red Krayola,
Joensuu 1685,
Ponytail,
Tres Demented,
Avey Tare,
Traffic Nightmare,
Brand Nubian,
Neu!,
Hot Snakes,
Fugazi,
Desert Stars,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Crime,
Pussy Galore,
Trumans Water,
Gang Green,
The Tremeloes,
Derrick Morgan,
Kayak,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Cure,
Eli Mardock,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mission of Burma,
Sexual Harrassment,
T. Rex,
Oblivians,
Main Source,
Massinfluence,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Dennis Brown,
The Neon Judgement,
The Walker Brothers,
Groovy Waters,
Heaven 17,
Alison Limerick,
Maleditus Sound,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.