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 Iran and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Amon Düül to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Max Romeo,
Deakin,
Glenn Branca,
Von Mondo,
The Cowsills,
UT,
The Busters,
David McCallum,
Fela Kuti,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ohio Players,
Aswad,
Bronski Beat,
Byron Stingily,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Cosmic Jokers,
David Bowie,
Judy Mowatt,
New Age Steppers,
Don Cherry,
T.S.O.L.,
The Standells,
The Mojo Men,
Fatback Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Icehouse,
Average White Band,
Cymande,
Eli Mardock,
Blake Baxter,
New Order,
Moby Grape,
Silicon Teens,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
CMW,
Magazine,
Minutemen,
The Names,
Ronnie Foster,
The Pretty Things,
Prince Buster,
the Human League,
Siglo XX,
Rotary Connection,
The Knickerbockers,
Jacob Miller,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scientists,
The Seeds,
Bad Manners,
Quadrant,
Roy Ayers,
The Misunderstood,
Japan,
Subhumans,
James White and The Blacks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Chris Corsano,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.