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 Romania and from Lagos.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Josef K to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
EPMD,
the Sonics,
Aswad,
Jacob Miller,
Absolute Body Control,
Cybotron,
X-Ray Spex,
The Gap Band,
Warsaw,
MDC,
James White and The Blacks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Techniques,
Amazonics,
the Slits,
John Holt,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Black Moon,
The Blues Magoos,
Tubeway Army,
Lungfish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Chris Corsano,
10cc,
JFA,
Bill Near,
Basic Channel,
Andrew Hill,
Easy Going,
Sparks,
Radio Birdman,
Echospace,
Joe Finger,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grauzone,
Monolake,
Josef K,
Bad Manners,
Derrick Morgan,
PIL,
Brass Construction,
The Human League,
The Sound,
Alton Ellis,
Tommy Roe,
Tom Boy,
Thee Headcoats,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Wasted Youth,
David McCallum,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Zapp,
Kenny Larkin,
Urselle,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lou Christie,
The Barracudas,
CMW,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.