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 Samoa and from Tehran.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
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 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 Michael McDonald 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the dance 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Joe Smooth,
Unwound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crooked Eye,
FM Einheit,
Massinfluence,
Robert Görl,
Aswad,
DJ Style,
Saccharine Trust,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pagans,
Q and Not U,
cv313,
Silicon Teens,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fugs,
The Cowsills,
the Germs,
Derrick May,
Quando Quango,
Gichy Dan,
Basic Channel,
Grey Daturas,
The Birthday Party,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Move,
Loose Ends,
The New Christs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Modern Lovers,
Terry Callier,
Sarah Menescal,
Blossom Toes,
The Angels of Light,
Lakeside,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Robert Hood,
Bobby Womack,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Piero Umiliani,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ituana,
Nas,
Joensuu 1685,
Qualms,
T.S.O.L.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Chris & Cosey,
Matthew Halsall,
Kool Moe Dee,
Television Personalities,
Yaz,
Zero Boys,
The Gap Band,
Bobby Sherman,
The Pop Group,
The Residents,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.