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 Lithuania and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Buzzcocks to the grunge 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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rekid,
DJ Style,
Motorama,
OOIOO,
Talk Talk,
KRS-One,
Quantec,
Moss Icon,
The Monks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ponytail,
Metal Thangz,
Scrapy,
Sonny Sharrock,
Surgeon,
Tres Demented,
Circle Jerks,
the Soft Cell,
The Kinks,
Vainqueur,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Stetsasonic,
Davy DMX,
Model 500,
The Birthday Party,
Gerry Rafferty,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Accadde A,
the Normal,
Kas Product,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
T.S.O.L.,
The Red Krayola,
The Motions,
Todd Rundgren,
Amon Düül,
Judy Mowatt,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lakeside,
Patti Smith,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rhythm & Sound,
Black Sheep,
Peter and Kerry,
Shuggie Otis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Duran Duran,
The Dirtbombs,
Darondo,
The Grass Roots,
Zapp,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Archie Shepp,
Chrome,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Skaos,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.