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 Iraq and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
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I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bauhaus to the rock 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 Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens 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?
MDC,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Slits,
The Barracudas,
Public Image Ltd.,
Big Daddy Kane,
Agent Orange,
Bootsy Collins,
Gichy Dan,
Archie Shepp,
The Slackers,
Soft Cell,
The Human League,
LL Cool J,
Rites of Spring,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Slick Rick,
JFA,
Eve St. Jones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Depeche Mode,
Crispian St. Peters,
Interpol,
Jandek,
Roger Hodgson,
Oneida,
Groovy Waters,
Hoover,
Fluxion,
kango's stein massive,
Sun City Girls,
Fad Gadget,
Livin' Joy,
Althea and Donna,
Niagra,
Harmonia,
Siglo XX,
Accadde A,
Lower 48,
Lightning Bolt,
Derrick May,
Dead Boys,
X-Ray Spex,
The Motions,
These Immortal Souls,
Outsiders,
Dawn Penn,
Ossler,
ABC,
Matthew Halsall,
The Knickerbockers,
Andrew Hill,
New York Dolls,
Pussy Galore,
Soft Machine,
The Angels of Light,
a-ha,
Mad Mike,
Eli Mardock,
Boogie Down Productions,
Brass Construction,
cv313,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.