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 Argentina and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Deepchord to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
The Associates,
Bizarre Inc.,
Quantec,
Lungfish,
Echospace,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marshall Jefferson,
James White and The Blacks,
Freddie Wadling,
Leonard Cohen,
Country Teasers,
Ten City,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bad Manners,
Fatback Band,
John Foxx,
Swans,
Procol Harum,
Wolf Eyes,
Connie Case,
The Red Krayola,
Al Stewart,
DJ Sneak,
Drexciya,
Scan 7,
Subhumans,
Bootsy Collins,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jawbox,
Cybotron,
Soft Cell,
The Motions,
Newcleus,
Scrapy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sun City Girls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Harmonia,
Gang Green,
Matthew Bourne,
Nas,
Eddi Front,
Oblivians,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Barbara Tucker,
Depeche Mode,
Minutemen,
Ornette Coleman,
K-Klass,
John Lydon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Erykah Badu,
Erasure,
Sällskapet,
Sex Pistols,
Gichy Dan,
Barry Ungar,
Hasil Adkins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Alphaville,
Warsaw,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.