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 Uganda and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sun City Girls to the punk 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 Depeche Mode. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
The Star Department,
Quando Quango,
Visage,
Jacques Brel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ice-T,
Tears for Fears,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Evens,
Quadrant,
Harmonia,
10cc,
Hashim,
Scan 7,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Boredoms,
Bobby Byrd,
Tom Boy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
48th St. Collective,
the Normal,
Camberwell Now,
Lyres,
Reagan Youth,
The Walker Brothers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nils Olav,
Cecil Taylor,
Camouflage,
Stetsasonic,
Jandek,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Anthony Braxton,
Deadbeat,
Pere Ubu,
Swell Maps,
Flipper,
Inner City,
Stiv Bators,
Tim Buckley,
A Certain Ratio,
Sarah Menescal,
The Standells,
Black Bananas,
The Motions,
Peter and Kerry,
Fat Boys,
FM Einheit,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Funkadelic,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bronski Beat,
Lakeside,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Heaven 17,
Masters at Work,
Das Ding,
Bobby Womack,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.