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 Lebanon and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 AZ to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Y Pants,
Wasted Youth,
Sexual Harrassment,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The United States of America,
Chrome,
Todd Rundgren,
These Immortal Souls,
Visage,
Dennis Brown,
Terrestrial Tones,
Main Source,
Suicide,
The Remains,
Soul Sonic Force,
New York Dolls,
MC5,
La Düsseldorf,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rhythm & Sound,
Franke,
CMW,
DNA,
Aaron Thompson,
Massinfluence,
The Knickerbockers,
Barry Ungar,
The Selecter,
Skarface,
Chris & Cosey,
Lindisfarne,
Bush Tetras,
James White and The Blacks,
Agitation Free,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Archie Shepp,
Rosa Yemen,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Depeche Mode,
Eric Dolphy,
Funkadelic,
Sex Pistols,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sight & Sound,
Drexciya,
Banda Bassotti,
Crooked Eye,
Deepchord,
Underground Resistance,
The Beau Brummels,
U.S. Maple,
Angry Samoans,
48th St. Collective,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bill Wells,
Cluster,
Circle Jerks,
Audionom,
Eric B and Rakim,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.