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 Egypt and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 Chrome to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nation of Ulysses,
Harpers Bizarre,
Little Man,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Talk Talk,
X-102,
Jimmy McGriff,
cv313,
Nils Olav,
the Human League,
The Smoke,
Jeff Lynne,
The Toasters,
Monolake,
Niagra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Big Daddy Kane,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mo-Dettes,
Dave Gahan,
The Sonics,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Harry Pussy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Delta 5,
David Bowie,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ice-T,
La Düsseldorf,
Quando Quango,
Buzzcocks,
The Velvet Underground,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Offenders,
Ronan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eric Copeland,
Camberwell Now,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Busters,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Stooges,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Pop Group,
Slick Rick,
Drexciya,
OOIOO,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pulsallama,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Severed Heads,
Desert Stars,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Royal Trux,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Grandmaster Flash,
ABBA,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
X-101,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.