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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Goldenarms to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Busters. All the underground hits.
All the Slits 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 electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gang of Four,
48th St. Collective,
Rekid,
The Pretty Things,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Bananas,
AZ,
Gregory Isaacs,
The J.B.'s,
X-102,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lower 48,
Boogie Down Productions,
Agitation Free,
Loose Ends,
Chris Corsano,
Slave,
Bobby Sherman,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Essential Logic,
Jerry's Kids,
Harmonia,
The Divine Comedy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Sonics,
the Human League,
Danielle Patucci,
Wolf Eyes,
The Cramps,
Alice Coltrane,
Bang On A Can,
The Modern Lovers,
The Sound,
The Detroit Cobras,
Porter Ricks,
Malaria!,
The Happenings,
The New Christs,
The Wake,
Black Flag,
The Litter,
Joy Division,
Grey Daturas,
The Last Poets,
Vladislav Delay,
Jawbox,
Arab on Radar,
Bob Dylan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Moody Blues,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Skarface,
Sight & Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Moon,
Brothers Johnson,
Funkadelic,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.