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 Korea North and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Derrick Morgan to the electroclash 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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
The Motions,
Stiv Bators,
Robert Hood,
Ornette Coleman,
Fad Gadget,
FM Einheit,
Lower 48,
The Cramps,
Magma,
The Martian,
Surgeon,
The Moleskins,
Junior Murvin,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Pus,
Hasil Adkins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Remains,
The Buckinghams,
Janne Schatter,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Motorama,
Infiniti,
Joensuu 1685,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
CMW,
Al Stewart,
The Raincoats,
Brick,
Delon & Dalcan,
Quando Quango,
Aural Exciters,
The Young Rascals,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Flash Fearless,
The Grass Roots,
Peter & Gordon,
Inner City,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Soft Cell,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fatback Band,
Camberwell Now,
Agent Orange,
This Heat,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Skatalites,
Stetsasonic,
Cabaret Voltaire,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Moody Blues,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Monks,
10cc,
Nas,
Wolf Eyes,
The Neon Judgement,
the Normal,
Moss Icon,
X-Ray Spex,
Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics.
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.