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 Macedonia and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 guitar 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 Terrestrial Tones to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T.S.O.L. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
JFA,
Minutemen,
Man Eating Sloth,
Avey Tare,
The Velvet Underground,
Stetsasonic,
Subhumans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Grey Daturas,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Fire Engines,
Ludus,
Laurel Aitken,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
X-102,
Leonard Cohen,
Matthew Halsall,
Y Pants,
Can,
Rhythm & Sound,
Crooked Eye,
Trumans Water,
Sonic Youth,
Silicon Teens,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Talk Talk,
The Durutti Column,
Dual Sessions,
Minnie Riperton,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kerri Chandler,
John Lydon,
Warren Ellis,
Chrome,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bush Tetras,
Outsiders,
Altered Images,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Amon Düül II,
Lightning Bolt,
Bang On A Can,
The Smoke,
Animal Collective,
Goldenarms,
The Last Poets,
Massinfluence,
Tears for Fears,
Nico,
Anakelly,
The Move,
Excepter,
Rekid,
Aaron Thompson,
Archie Shepp,
The Buckinghams,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bauhaus,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.