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 St Lucia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Stiv Bators,
Eric Copeland,
Juan Atkins,
Black Flag,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Y Pants,
Ponytail,
The Gun Club,
The Walker Brothers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cheater Slicks,
Heaven 17,
CMW,
Dave Gahan,
cv313,
Saccharine Trust,
Mad Mike,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gabor Szabo,
Sex Pistols,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Delta 5,
Chris & Cosey,
Masters at Work,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fad Gadget,
The Names,
Soul Sonic Force,
Goldenarms,
The Neon Judgement,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gong,
the Slits,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Soft Cell,
Rapeman,
Altered Images,
Visage,
Dual Sessions,
Mark Hollis,
Ludus,
Flipper,
Marcia Griffiths,
Barclay James Harvest,
Danielle Patucci,
Bad Manners,
The Victims,
The Associates,
Carl Craig,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Real Kids,
Johnny Clarke,
Skaos,
Ossler,
Lou Reed,
Joy Division,
The Electric Prunes,
Supertramp,
The Cramps,
E-Dancer,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.