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 Belize and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Radiohead to the electroclash 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
The Motions,
Bootsy Collins,
Altered Images,
Loose Ends,
The Buckinghams,
Unrelated Segments,
Maleditus Sound,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cheater Slicks,
Charles Mingus,
Q65,
PIL,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Peter and Kerry,
Ornette Coleman,
The Mighty Diamonds,
June Days,
Essential Logic,
Crime,
Ten City,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fluxion,
Chris Corsano,
Man Parrish,
Spoonie Gee,
Lou Reed,
Marmalade,
The Modern Lovers,
Surgeon,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Gun Club,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Black Sheep,
the Sonics,
Ice-T,
Rotary Connection,
Donny Hathaway,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Skriet,
Darondo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Heaven 17,
Davy DMX,
Make Up,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Maurizio,
Freddie Wadling,
The Leaves,
Trumans Water,
Faust,
Alice Coltrane,
The Knickerbockers,
Kenny Larkin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dual Sessions,
Tim Buckley,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Grass Roots,
China Crisis,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.