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 Serbia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Mojo Men to the crunk 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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Nico,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Human League,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cymande,
The Divine Comedy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gichy Dan,
Tubeway Army,
The Modern Lovers,
Make Up,
Yellowson,
Patti Smith,
The Kinks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Moleskins,
Josef K,
Nick Fraelich,
Lou Reed,
The Velvet Underground,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Move,
Steve Hackett,
The Wake,
Grauzone,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Searchers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
K-Klass,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jacques Brel,
Alice Coltrane,
Liliput,
Neu!,
Skarface,
The Knickerbockers,
The Fuzztones,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Babytalk,
Desert Stars,
Sällskapet,
Roxette,
Marmalade,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lyres,
Tomorrow,
Rosa Yemen,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ultravox,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cecil Taylor,
Lucky Dragons,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Section 25,
Kayak,
The Young Rascals,
Joey Negro,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.