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 Azerbaijan and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Alphaville to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
The Remains,
Severed Heads,
Black Moon,
Toni Rubio,
Reuben Wilson,
New York Dolls,
Soft Machine,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Albert Ayler,
Henry Cow,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Qualms,
The Tremeloes,
Grauzone,
Deadbeat,
Simply Red,
Boz Scaggs,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rapeman,
Skaos,
Neu!,
U.S. Maple,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fear,
Joyce Sims,
The Victims,
Scientists,
the Normal,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Blossom Toes,
Gichy Dan,
Bill Wells,
Al Stewart,
Pantaleimon,
Blake Baxter,
Boredoms,
Talk Talk,
Electric Prunes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eve St. Jones,
Chris & Cosey,
Trumans Water,
Guru Guru,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Half Japanese,
Television,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Knickerbockers,
The Flesh Eaters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mission of Burma,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Slits,
Essential Logic,
Outsiders,
Supertramp,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.