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 Vietnam and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and New York.
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 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 Lou Reed 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 Normal to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
PIL,
Rod Modell,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sex Pistols,
Cal Tjader,
Max Romeo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Second Layer,
Stetsasonic,
June of 44,
Average White Band,
Underground Resistance,
David Axelrod,
Scott Walker,
The Cramps,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Half Japanese,
The Techniques,
Ituana,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gregory Isaacs,
Blancmange,
X-102,
Urselle,
Lou Christie,
Yellowson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Infiniti,
Funky Four + One,
Ken Boothe,
Hardrive,
Don Cherry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Quando Quango,
Banda Bassotti,
DNA,
Wire,
The Divine Comedy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fugs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Yusef Lateef,
Circle Jerks,
the Human League,
Moebius,
AZ,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Babytalk,
The Red Krayola,
Icehouse,
Kurtis Blow,
Whodini,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.