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 Kosovo and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 guitar 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 La Düsseldorf to the disco 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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Brick,
Mantronix,
The Fall,
Quantec,
Mr. Review,
John Lydon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Echospace,
Audionom,
L. Decosne,
Yellowson,
Nick Fraelich,
Malaria!,
R.M.O.,
The Divine Comedy,
The Standells,
a-ha,
The Blues Magoos,
Parry Music,
Nation of Ulysses,
Television,
The Trojans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lou Reed,
Minny Pops,
Bronski Beat,
The Sound,
Essential Logic,
Cecil Taylor,
Isaac Hayes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Neon Judgement,
David Axelrod,
Brothers Johnson,
Motorama,
Aloha Tigers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Harpers Bizarre,
Alison Limerick,
Massinfluence,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Remains,
The Sonics,
X-102,
Black Bananas,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Blackbyrds,
Von Mondo,
Lucky Dragons,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Buzzcocks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ohio Players,
Neil Young,
The Litter,
China Crisis,
The Stooges,
Man Parrish,
Deakin,
Archie Shepp,
The Leaves,
Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle.
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.