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 Estonia and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ 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 Sixth Finger to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Groovy Waters,
The Dead C,
Marcia Griffiths,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Residents,
Robert Hood,
Robert Görl,
Gastr Del Sol,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Knickerbockers,
Depeche Mode,
X-102,
Suburban Knight,
The Cramps,
Japan,
Morten Harket,
Index,
Joey Negro,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camouflage,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eve St. Jones,
Slick Rick,
Faraquet,
Bill Wells,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The New Christs,
James White and The Blacks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ten City,
Lou Christie,
David McCallum,
Sun City Girls,
Lucky Dragons,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Man Parrish,
The Gun Club,
Joe Smooth,
New Age Steppers,
Blancmange,
The Motions,
Stiv Bators,
Alison Limerick,
Lightning Bolt,
Schoolly D,
Shuggie Otis,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Patti Smith,
Pussy Galore,
Livin' Joy,
Connie Case,
Mark Hollis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harmonia,
The Wake,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soft Cell,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.