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 Paraguay and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 linndrum 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 Basic Channel to the grunge 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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sight & Sound,
Toni Rubio,
The Skatalites,
ABC,
Warren Ellis,
Angry Samoans,
The Names,
Chris & Cosey,
Average White Band,
The Human League,
Susan Cadogan,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lee Hazlewood,
Marvin Gaye,
Gabor Szabo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Byron Stingily,
Au Pairs,
Joy Division,
Fatback Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Little Man,
Jerry's Kids,
The Gladiators,
Quantec,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pantaleimon,
The Velvet Underground,
Visage,
U.S. Maple,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camberwell Now,
Archie Shepp,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lou Reed,
The Techniques,
Juan Atkins,
Banda Bassotti,
Sexual Harrassment,
Interpol,
The Electric Prunes,
T.S.O.L.,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Joyce Sims,
Ronan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bluetip,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Supertramp,
Matthew Halsall,
Letta Mbulu,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pagans,
The Barracudas,
Crime,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.