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 Russia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Toronto.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Shoche to the grime 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ludus,
PIL,
The Offenders,
The Victims,
Eddi Front,
The Dirtbombs,
Bobby Byrd,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Spoonie Gee,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lungfish,
The Modern Lovers,
Jeff Mills,
Monolake,
Barry Ungar,
Circle Jerks,
Nik Kershaw,
Toni Rubio,
The Standells,
The Zeros,
Thee Headcoats,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Barbara Tucker,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fluxion,
the Sonics,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Simply Red,
Fela Kuti,
Colin Newman,
Todd Rundgren,
Soft Cell,
T.S.O.L.,
Dennis Brown,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Arab on Radar,
Bootsy Collins,
Von Mondo,
The Misunderstood,
Surgeon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Johnny Clarke,
Dave Gahan,
Liliput,
Brass Construction,
Deakin,
Fad Gadget,
Crispy Ambulance,
Duran Duran,
The Stooges,
Hashim,
Radio Birdman,
D'Angelo,
Vladislav Delay,
Metal Thangz,
Tubeway Army,
The Blackbyrds,
Throbbing Gristle,
Electric Prunes,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.