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 Mozambique and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Television 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Surgeon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Sheep,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ultravox,
One Last Wish,
Yazoo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Symarip,
The Offenders,
Pierre Henry,
Quando Quango,
Eve St. Jones,
MDC,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Inner City,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
This Heat,
10cc,
Ice-T,
Lucky Dragons,
Kenny Larkin,
Black Bananas,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Quantec,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Heaven 17,
Joensuu 1685,
Bauhaus,
Davy DMX,
the Slits,
The Red Krayola,
Dark Day,
New York Dolls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Smog,
Nas,
Parry Music,
Technova,
Outsiders,
Sun City Girls,
Gang Starr,
Ossler,
Wasted Youth,
The Kinks,
Soft Machine,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rosa Yemen,
Soul II Soul,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Moss Icon,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.