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 Macedonia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Subhumans to the disco 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Marcia Griffiths,
Underground Resistance,
Drexciya,
The United States of America,
Donny Hathaway,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dave Gahan,
The Five Americans,
Television Personalities,
Wasted Youth,
Ludus,
The Move,
MC5,
Gong,
Make Up,
Sandy B,
Crime,
Wire,
Harmonia,
Technova,
Nas,
Kerri Chandler,
Flamin' Groovies,
John Cale,
Q and Not U,
Nation of Ulysses,
Roxy Music,
New York Dolls,
The Gap Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
T. Rex,
Pantytec,
Lungfish,
Nico,
Darondo,
Erykah Badu,
The Searchers,
Minor Threat,
Derrick May,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Brass Construction,
Organ,
Electric Prunes,
OOIOO,
The Slackers,
The Offenders,
Kenny Larkin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Agitation Free,
John Holt,
Pharoah Sanders,
Andrew Hill,
Rotary Connection,
The Fire Engines,
The Moody Blues,
Funkadelic,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Grandmaster Flash,
David McCallum,
Carl Craig,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.