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 Burundi and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the rap 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Lucky Dragons,
DNA,
Supertramp,
Severed Heads,
Colin Newman,
Matthew Halsall,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Divine Comedy,
Eddi Front,
OOIOO,
Jacob Miller,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eurythmics,
Infiniti,
JFA,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Moss Icon,
Magazine,
Flipper,
The Grass Roots,
Urselle,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Blackbyrds,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Red Krayola,
Scott Walker,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Black Bananas,
The Standells,
The Motions,
Section 25,
MC5,
Pulsallama,
Gong,
The Seeds,
Newcleus,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Mojo Men,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Litter,
Au Pairs,
Neil Young,
Dave Gahan,
Sun City Girls,
Marine Girls,
Alphaville,
Bobby Sherman,
Sugar Minott,
The Move,
Sixth Finger,
Lindisfarne,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Wolf Eyes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Pretty Things,
The Electric Prunes,
Kenny Larkin,
Bang On A Can,
The Monochrome Set,
Bill Wells,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.