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 Hungary and from Johannesburg.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Associates to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Erasure,
The Saints,
The Pop Group,
Jacques Brel,
Visage,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Birthday Party,
Blancmange,
Bill Wells,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Gap Band,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nas,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Zeros,
Niagra,
the Association,
The Happenings,
Amon Düül,
The Cure,
Chris Corsano,
Toni Rubio,
Lakeside,
Clear Light,
Sight & Sound,
Hashim,
Sparks,
Trumans Water,
Echospace,
KRS-One,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Malaria!,
Cameo,
Whodini,
Ronan,
Kurtis Blow,
The Wake,
Grey Daturas,
Man Eating Sloth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tubeway Army,
Ossler,
This Heat,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dead Boys,
Ponytail,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ituana,
Goldenarms,
Joey Negro,
Piero Umiliani,
Gabor Szabo,
Wally Richardson,
Ultravox,
Matthew Bourne,
Fat Boys,
Archie Shepp,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Depeche Mode,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rotary Connection,
Tears for Fears,
The Real Kids,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.