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 Eritrea and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
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 Wings to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Saints record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
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,
The Happenings,
Main Source,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sparks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Associates,
the Fania All-Stars,
Howard Jones,
The Pretty Things,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cluster,
The Neon Judgement,
Accadde A,
Metal Thangz,
Leonard Cohen,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Make Up,
The Divine Comedy,
Heaven 17,
June Days,
Fad Gadget,
Bauhaus,
John Holt,
Radiopuhelimet,
Joey Negro,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roger Hodgson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Motorama,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scratch Acid,
The J.B.'s,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jacques Brel,
The Standells,
Nirvana,
Unrelated Segments,
Eve St. Jones,
Steve Hackett,
Ludus,
ABBA,
Soft Machine,
Bluetip,
Average White Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Absolute Body Control,
The Human League,
Moebius,
Erykah Badu,
The Dead C,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Tremeloes,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Agitation Free,
Mark Hollis,
AZ,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.