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 United States and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar 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 New York Dolls to the disco 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Bowie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fall,
AZ,
Amon Düül II,
James White and The Blacks,
The Red Krayola,
Wally Richardson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Wings,
Howard Jones,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Visage,
Skaos,
Infiniti,
Idris Muhammad,
Television,
These Immortal Souls,
Ultimate Spinach,
Don Cherry,
Brick,
Youth Brigade,
Ituana,
Bobby Womack,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joy Division,
The Smoke,
Morten Harket,
Patti Smith,
The Blackbyrds,
Blancmange,
Kas Product,
Cameo,
JFA,
Main Source,
Al Stewart,
The Cure,
Piero Umiliani,
Alton Ellis,
Soft Cell,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Black Sheep,
The Move,
Cluster,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Flipper,
Mission of Burma,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Deepchord,
Half Japanese,
Barry Ungar,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Buckinghams,
Marmalade,
Scientists,
the Human League,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Blake Baxter,
Yellowson,
The Last Poets,
Silicon Teens,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.