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 Lithuania and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Beijing and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 La Düsseldorf to the electroclash 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
Shoche,
The Gun Club,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Peter & Gordon,
ABC,
K-Klass,
Das Ding,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Livin' Joy,
Anthony Braxton,
The Black Dice,
The Dirtbombs,
Delta 5,
Cal Tjader,
Rhythm & Sound,
Wolf Eyes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soft Cell,
The Sound,
The American Breed,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Youth Brigade,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Con Funk Shun,
Ludus,
Banda Bassotti,
Little Man,
Mandrill,
Alton Ellis,
Aaron Thompson,
The Grass Roots,
Eden Ahbez,
Deepchord,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sex Pistols,
kango's stein massive,
Lalann,
Visage,
Bauhaus,
Ralphi Rosario,
Man Parrish,
The Last Poets,
Cheater Slicks,
Radiohead,
Kaleidoscope,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Move,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Robert Wyatt,
Goldenarms,
The Barracudas,
Janne Schatter,
Reuben Wilson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Soul Sonic Force,
June Days,
Aloha Tigers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.