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 Tajikistan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Crispian St. Peters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
The Cowsills,
Motorama,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Maleditus Sound,
Crispian St. Peters,
EPMD,
Surgeon,
Main Source,
Moss Icon,
Brass Construction,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Henry Cow,
The Toasters,
The Fortunes,
Judy Mowatt,
The Monochrome Set,
Electric Prunes,
Arcadia,
Clear Light,
Accadde A,
Minnie Riperton,
Godley & Creme,
Y Pants,
Derrick Morgan,
The Moleskins,
Steve Hackett,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lightning Bolt,
Depeche Mode,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ponytail,
The Golliwogs,
Bootsy Collins,
Quando Quango,
Wally Richardson,
The Residents,
Barbara Tucker,
Newcleus,
Little Man,
The Star Department,
New Order,
Isaac Hayes,
Ronan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Tubeway Army,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jacob Miller,
The Gap Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mark Hollis,
Faust,
Andrew Hill,
Stockholm Monsters,
DNA,
The Gladiators,
Scratch Acid,
Eve St. Jones,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.