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 Qatar and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Main Source to the electroclash 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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Heaven 17,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Agitation Free,
Visage,
Scientists,
X-Ray Spex,
Blake Baxter,
Don Cherry,
Gregory Isaacs,
John Foxx,
Soul II Soul,
Public Enemy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Essential Logic,
The Mojo Men,
The Happenings,
AZ,
Surgeon,
Flash Fearless,
Ice-T,
Swell Maps,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Doors,
FM Einheit,
Barry Ungar,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
China Crisis,
Soulsonic Force,
Laurel Aitken,
Minnie Riperton,
Technova,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Loose Ends,
Brand Nubian,
Main Source,
the Soft Cell,
Gerry Rafferty,
Freddie Wadling,
June of 44,
Sarah Menescal,
Alphaville,
The Barracudas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Gories,
Kerrie Biddell,
Shoche,
The Standells,
Inner City,
Joey Negro,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kurtis Blow,
Sight & Sound,
Supertramp,
The Beau Brummels,
Sam Rivers,
Wire,
Grauzone,
Connie Case,
Tom Boy,
The Fall,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.