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 Egypt and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 chamberlin 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 Sight & Sound to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Anakelly,
The Alarm Clocks,
Althea and Donna,
Jeru the Damaja,
Malaria!,
Masters at Work,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Steve Hackett,
The Saints,
La Düsseldorf,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Khruangbin,
Kas Product,
The Victims,
Gang of Four,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Thompson Twins,
The Mojo Men,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Icehouse,
R.M.O.,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lower 48,
kango's stein massive,
Audionom,
Junior Murvin,
Morten Harket,
Letta Mbulu,
Alice Coltrane,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Offenders,
Aloha Tigers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dawn Penn,
Tom Boy,
Q and Not U,
Grauzone,
Shuggie Otis,
Bad Manners,
The Blackbyrds,
The Angels of Light,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bootsy Collins,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rakim,
Sarah Menescal,
Ultra Naté,
Mo-Dettes,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Grass Roots,
Stiv Bators,
Patti Smith,
Angry Samoans,
Camouflage,
Mars,
The Fortunes,
T.S.O.L.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Al Stewart,
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.