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 Mauritania and from Accra.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Human League to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Organ,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Subhumans,
EPMD,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Absolute Body Control,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jacques Brel,
Sister Nancy,
Deepchord,
Outsiders,
Tubeway Army,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lalo Schifrin,
Matthew Halsall,
Bush Tetras,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sugar Minott,
Robert Görl,
The Fire Engines,
Mary Jane Girls,
Robert Hood,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Graham Central Station,
PIL,
The Cowsills,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Theoretical Girls,
Basic Channel,
Archie Shepp,
David McCallum,
Jesper Dahlback,
Isaac Hayes,
The Slits,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Accadde A,
The Selecter,
The Doors,
Dave Gahan,
X-101,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tommy Roe,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Depeche Mode,
Boz Scaggs,
Spoonie Gee,
Marshall Jefferson,
Suicide,
Icehouse,
Hot Snakes,
Derrick Morgan,
Skaos,
Patti Smith,
Nick Fraelich,
The Young Rascals,
These Immortal Souls,
DJ Style,
Barclay James Harvest,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.