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 Burkina and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe 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 Lakeside to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
48th St. Collective,
The Offenders,
John Lydon,
Morten Harket,
The Move,
John Foxx,
The Smiths,
Quadrant,
Alphaville,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tomorrow,
Blancmange,
Erasure,
The Cosmic Jokers,
EPMD,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nick Fraelich,
Eurythmics,
The Monks,
Japan,
The Barracudas,
Technova,
Slick Rick,
Moss Icon,
Stereo Dub,
Steve Hackett,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gap Band,
Sun City Girls,
Parry Music,
Lalo Schifrin,
MC5,
Crispy Ambulance,
Television Personalities,
Ken Boothe,
Silicon Teens,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bluetip,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rotary Connection,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Graham Central Station,
Bill Near,
The Victims,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gabor Szabo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bad Manners,
The Modern Lovers,
Massinfluence,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Blake Baxter,
Ronnie Foster,
Aloha Tigers,
Inner City,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Human League,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Susan Cadogan,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.