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 Poland and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kas Product to the disco 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
These Immortal Souls,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Television Personalities,
Lakeside,
Black Moon,
Max Romeo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Junior Murvin,
MDC,
Fluxion,
Prince Buster,
Susan Cadogan,
Glenn Branca,
Marine Girls,
Marvin Gaye,
The Knickerbockers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Monks,
The New Christs,
Half Japanese,
Technova,
Thompson Twins,
Fatback Band,
B.T. Express,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Vladislav Delay,
Royal Trux,
the Slits,
Throbbing Gristle,
Traffic Nightmare,
Moebius,
The Modern Lovers,
Maurizio,
Kas Product,
Qualms,
Minutemen,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tom Boy,
June Days,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Laurel Aitken,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Hashim,
L. Decosne,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sex Pistols,
Aural Exciters,
Ultra Naté,
Barry Ungar,
Matthew Halsall,
Surgeon,
Jeru the Damaja,
Roger Hodgson,
The Zeros,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The United States of America,
Bootsy Collins,
Dawn Penn,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.