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 Laos and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 clarinet 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Blake Baxter,
The Doors,
Jeff Lynne,
Marine Girls,
The Residents,
Henry Cow,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mission of Burma,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Electric Light Orchestra,
Chrome,
Radio Birdman,
The Sonics,
OOIOO,
Ultravox,
The Angels of Light,
Massinfluence,
Yazoo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Idris Muhammad,
The American Breed,
Bush Tetras,
ABC,
Yellowson,
Panda Bear,
Derrick May,
Saccharine Trust,
Donny Hathaway,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joe Smooth,
Laurel Aitken,
Faust,
The Martian,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Intrusion,
Pagans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crooked Eye,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Boredoms,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Hasil Adkins,
Tubeway Army,
This Heat,
Pantaleimon,
Arab on Radar,
Susan Cadogan,
Dead Boys,
Suburban Knight,
T.S.O.L.,
Mark Hollis,
Dark Day,
Agitation Free,
Icehouse,
Smog,
Skaos,
JFA,
Au Pairs,
The Busters,
Bizarre Inc.,
Silicon Teens,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.