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 China and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum 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 The Velvet Underground 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Sam Rivers,
Joy Division,
ABBA,
The Real Kids,
Quadrant,
Sixth Finger,
Metal Thangz,
Terry Callier,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Arab on Radar,
Quando Quango,
X-102,
David McCallum,
48th St. Collective,
Rapeman,
The Electric Prunes,
Isaac Hayes,
X-Ray Spex,
Moss Icon,
Hot Snakes,
Don Cherry,
Yaz,
Nils Olav,
Buzzcocks,
the Human League,
Freddie Wadling,
June Days,
Sparks,
Urselle,
10cc,
Talk Talk,
Thee Headcoats,
Throbbing Gristle,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brothers Johnson,
Camouflage,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Joey Negro,
Liliput,
T.S.O.L.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Swans,
Blake Baxter,
Yellowson,
Jacob Miller,
Gong,
Robert Hood,
PIL,
Dawn Penn,
The Remains,
Pussy Galore,
The Index,
MDC,
Robert Wyatt,
Cybotron,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.