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 Chile and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Erasure to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Sex Pistols,
Rotary Connection,
Technova,
Quadrant,
The Star Department,
Joe Finger,
The Index,
The Slackers,
Public Enemy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
DNA,
Sister Nancy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gong,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nils Olav,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Newcleus,
Minutemen,
The Toasters,
The Dead C,
Bad Manners,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fat Boys,
Suburban Knight,
Pharoah Sanders,
Adolescents,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Brass Construction,
Sonny Sharrock,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Unrelated Segments,
The Litter,
Joy Division,
Duran Duran,
Pole,
Leonard Cohen,
The Buckinghams,
Dave Gahan,
Isaac Hayes,
The Dirtbombs,
Barbara Tucker,
Henry Cow,
Y Pants,
X-101,
Little Man,
Television Personalities,
The Barracudas,
Ten City,
Chris & Cosey,
Rapeman,
La Düsseldorf,
Oblivians,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tommy Roe,
Godley & Creme,
Roxette,
Fugazi,
John Foxx,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terry Callier,
Iggy Pop,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.