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 Switzerland and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bad Manners to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Duran Duran,
Wally Richardson,
The Cure,
The Moleskins,
A Certain Ratio,
The Vogues,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Josef K,
Bobby Byrd,
Barclay James Harvest,
John Cale,
The Wake,
Yusef Lateef,
Spoonie Gee,
Mark Hollis,
Unwound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Monolake,
Lyres,
In Retrospect,
Niagra,
the Slits,
Ten City,
FM Einheit,
Tres Demented,
Rotary Connection,
Ronan,
Joensuu 1685,
Michelle Simonal,
Los Fastidios,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Cosmic Jokers,
John Coltrane,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sonic Youth,
Glenn Branca,
Danielle Patucci,
Rakim,
Inner City,
The Dead C,
Peter & Gordon,
Country Teasers,
Scratch Acid,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang of Four,
Swell Maps,
Darondo,
Zero Boys,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Slits,
Kerrie Biddell,
Funky Four + One,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.