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 Spain and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 MDC to the crunk 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
48th St. Collective,
Laurel Aitken,
Lindisfarne,
Don Cherry,
Joensuu 1685,
The Searchers,
Metal Thangz,
Black Flag,
FM Einheit,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Trojans,
Average White Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
The United States of America,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bronski Beat,
June of 44,
a-ha,
London Community Gospel Choir,
John Lydon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jacob Miller,
Marcia Griffiths,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Invisible,
Agent Orange,
Sixth Finger,
Prince Buster,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Funkadelic,
Q65,
Khruangbin,
Joy Division,
PIL,
Gong,
Flipper,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eurythmics,
Dorothy Ashby,
Model 500,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Oneida,
The American Breed,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Move,
Television Personalities,
Kayak,
Los Fastidios,
Talk Talk,
The Standells,
Guru Guru,
Boz Scaggs,
Danielle Patucci,
Crime,
The Gap Band,
Loose Ends,
Easy Going,
Johnny Osbourne,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.