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 Turkmenistan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Newcleus to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Maurizio,
Dual Sessions,
Suburban Knight,
These Immortal Souls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
cv313,
Janne Schatter,
the Human League,
The Stooges,
a-ha,
Gang Gang Dance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Suicide,
Sonny Sharrock,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pagans,
Gerry Rafferty,
Schoolly D,
Fugazi,
the Sonics,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ten City,
Eddi Front,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Loose Ends,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Slackers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Circle Jerks,
Eric Dolphy,
Tom Boy,
Bob Dylan,
The Slits,
the Swans,
Man Parrish,
Bobby Womack,
Laurel Aitken,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ituana,
Gil Scott Heron,
China Crisis,
Bauhaus,
Subhumans,
Underground Resistance,
Jacob Miller,
Judy Mowatt,
Sonic Youth,
Leonard Cohen,
Gabor Szabo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Franke,
E-Dancer,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Kinks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Associates,
Dark Day,
Pussy Galore,
Lucky Dragons,
Groovy Waters,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.