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 Mali and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Cure 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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now 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?
Japan,
Stiv Bators,
The Fall,
Black Moon,
Franke,
Yellowson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Swell Maps,
Brick,
Vainqueur,
June Days,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Skatalites,
The Wake,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Minor Threat,
Jacques Brel,
ABC,
The Gap Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
One Last Wish,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Whodini,
The Fire Engines,
The Blackbyrds,
Panda Bear,
Yusef Lateef,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pussy Galore,
Radiohead,
Urselle,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Surgeon,
Essential Logic,
A Certain Ratio,
Amazonics,
Radio Birdman,
Peter and Kerry,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Juan Atkins,
New York Dolls,
Warren Ellis,
The Smiths,
Rapeman,
Khruangbin,
The Martian,
Joensuu 1685,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cecil Taylor,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Fortunes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Interpol,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Motorama,
Sonic Youth,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.