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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Zapp to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mad Mike,
Quando Quango,
L. Decosne,
The Last Poets,
The Electric Prunes,
Y Pants,
Throbbing Gristle,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nirvana,
Gang of Four,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Duran Duran,
Iggy Pop,
Depeche Mode,
Negative Approach,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobbi Humphrey,
David Axelrod,
Lebanon Hanover,
Alton Ellis,
Althea and Donna,
Henry Cow,
Dead Boys,
The Human League,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Archie Shepp,
Black Moon,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Beau Brummels,
Charles Mingus,
Ice-T,
Pet Shop Boys,
Spoonie Gee,
The Raincoats,
The Associates,
Heaven 17,
Tres Demented,
Piero Umiliani,
John Coltrane,
Toni Rubio,
Agent Orange,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kerri Chandler,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sex Pistols,
Make Up,
Scott Walker,
Tomorrow,
The Kinks,
Desert Stars,
Aural Exciters,
Audionom,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Stereo Dub,
Clear Light,
Monks,
The Monochrome Set,
Dave Gahan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.