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 Slovakia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Neu! to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
cv313,
Subhumans,
The Angels of Light,
Roy Ayers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sixth Finger,
Flash Fearless,
Anthony Braxton,
Graham Central Station,
The Misunderstood,
Average White Band,
Intrusion,
Deadbeat,
8 Eyed Spy,
Buzzcocks,
Deepchord,
The Seeds,
Kerri Chandler,
Wally Richardson,
Bill Wells,
Second Layer,
the Swans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Magma,
Alphaville,
Blossom Toes,
June of 44,
Depeche Mode,
Cameo,
Shoche,
Thee Headcoats,
The Count Five,
Mantronix,
Godley & Creme,
ABBA,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Reuben Wilson,
DJ Sneak,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Arcadia,
Minutemen,
Lower 48,
The Evens,
PIL,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Q and Not U,
The Fugs,
Sexual Harrassment,
Public Enemy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Skriet,
Bill Near,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Doors,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Reagan Youth,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.