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 the UAE and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 LL Cool J to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Move,
Grandmaster Flash,
Angry Samoans,
Alison Limerick,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Chris & Cosey,
Ronan,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Zeros,
Deadbeat,
The Residents,
the Germs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Todd Terry,
Cheater Slicks,
Michelle Simonal,
ABBA,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Neil Young,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Monochrome Set,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gong,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Smiths,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gabor Szabo,
Gang Green,
Cal Tjader,
Sam Rivers,
The Selecter,
The Fortunes,
Yazoo,
Guru Guru,
Bush Tetras,
Electric Prunes,
Roy Ayers,
Mr. Review,
The Count Five,
Underground Resistance,
The Fuzztones,
B.T. Express,
Groovy Waters,
Von Mondo,
Marc Almond,
The Standells,
The Moody Blues,
Don Cherry,
Procol Harum,
The Smoke,
Pulsallama,
Royal Trux,
Joensuu 1685,
Thee Headcoats,
Flamin' Groovies,
Subhumans,
Schoolly D,
Dual Sessions,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.