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 Sri Lanka and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Slackers to the grunge 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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Chrome,
Subhumans,
Scrapy,
Tres Demented,
Deepchord,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Invisible,
The Gun Club,
Yaz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Neu!,
Grauzone,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Amon Düül,
Essential Logic,
The Offenders,
The Happenings,
Rakim,
Nik Kershaw,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Motorama,
Ultra Naté,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alton Ellis,
Half Japanese,
Steve Hackett,
Cheater Slicks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hashim,
Ludus,
Mantronix,
Trumans Water,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Altered Images,
Dead Boys,
Barrington Levy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kaleidoscope,
Aaron Thompson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Circle Jerks,
Easy Going,
PIL,
The Stooges,
Bob Dylan,
Drexciya,
DJ Style,
Khruangbin,
Chris Corsano,
The Buckinghams,
Tommy Roe,
The Associates,
Siglo XX,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ronnie Foster,
The Fuzztones,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.