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 Monaco and from Bologna.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Stockholm.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Josef K to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bronski Beat,
Soul II Soul,
Easy Going,
Ultravox,
Excepter,
Hardrive,
Harmonia,
Amazonics,
Babytalk,
48th St. Collective,
Das Ding,
John Cale,
The Mummies,
Brass Construction,
Loose Ends,
Con Funk Shun,
Blake Baxter,
The Angels of Light,
Tears for Fears,
The Slits,
K-Klass,
The Human League,
X-101,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The United States of America,
Brand Nubian,
Symarip,
Qualms,
The Dave Clark Five,
Anakelly,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sexual Harrassment,
Roger Hodgson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Beau Brummels,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Arcadia,
T.S.O.L.,
Cameo,
Ken Boothe,
Cecil Taylor,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Marmalade,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Techniques,
Duran Duran,
the Association,
David Axelrod,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Morten Harket,
Scan 7,
Absolute Body Control,
Flamin' Groovies,
Average White Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Visage,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.