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 Lesotho and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare 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 Television to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Y Pants,
This Heat,
Bootsy Collins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jacques Brel,
OOIOO,
Jeff Lynne,
Quando Quango,
Josef K,
Vainqueur,
The Residents,
Archie Shepp,
Aaron Thompson,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Blackbyrds,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Flash Fearless,
Oblivians,
10cc,
Wolf Eyes,
Reuben Wilson,
In Retrospect,
Lucky Dragons,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ultimate Spinach,
Talk Talk,
The Dave Clark Five,
48th St. Collective,
Nick Fraelich,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scratch Acid,
Harmonia,
Dave Gahan,
Leonard Cohen,
PIL,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Al Stewart,
The Pretty Things,
Gang Green,
Half Japanese,
These Immortal Souls,
Procol Harum,
Siglo XX,
The Fire Engines,
the Swans,
Metal Thangz,
Ice-T,
Sällskapet,
Jacob Miller,
Spandau Ballet,
CMW,
Altered Images,
Silicon Teens,
Scan 7,
Mo-Dettes,
Roger Hodgson,
The Shadows of Knight,
F. McDonald,
Marmalade,
Whodini,
Yaz,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.