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 Cyprus and from Accra.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Five Americans to the electroclash 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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?
ABC,
The Associates,
Brick,
Bob Dylan,
Ornette Coleman,
Eden Ahbez,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Anthony Braxton,
The Offenders,
Joensuu 1685,
B.T. Express,
Yaz,
Boz Scaggs,
Altered Images,
OOIOO,
Lakeside,
Ronnie Foster,
Scott Walker,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lalann,
The Moleskins,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marmalade,
Terry Callier,
Subhumans,
Jerry's Kids,
Crime,
The Invisible,
Von Mondo,
Bluetip,
PIL,
Wire,
Sister Nancy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Prince Buster,
John Lydon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Peter & Gordon,
The Fugs,
Maurizio,
The Toasters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Pretty Things,
Lucky Dragons,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Fire Engines,
The Wake,
Rites of Spring,
Radiopuhelimet,
Alison Limerick,
New Age Steppers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Barrington Levy,
Index,
Stereo Dub,
Max Romeo,
Lightning Bolt,
Massinfluence,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.