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 France and from Lagos.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Ponytail to the grunge 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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Minor Threat,
the Human League,
Scion,
kango's stein massive,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Max Romeo,
Soulsonic Force,
David Axelrod,
Guru Guru,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Neu!,
Gerry Rafferty,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ice-T,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kerrie Biddell,
Organ,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quantec,
Ralphi Rosario,
T.S.O.L.,
Mark Hollis,
the Germs,
the Bar-Kays,
Maleditus Sound,
The Blackbyrds,
Scrapy,
Kenny Larkin,
A Certain Ratio,
Graham Central Station,
Kerri Chandler,
The Cure,
Dawn Penn,
Dennis Brown,
Soft Cell,
The Sonics,
Smog,
Susan Cadogan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Red Krayola,
Aaron Thompson,
Camberwell Now,
Minny Pops,
Warsaw,
KRS-One,
Black Flag,
H. Thieme,
Motorama,
The Fortunes,
Marmalade,
Agent Orange,
Aural Exciters,
Scan 7,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
China Crisis,
Television,
Television Personalities,
Severed Heads,
Y Pants,
UT,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.