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 Thailand and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 UT to the crunk 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
The Doobie Brothers,
Black Moon,
Blake Baxter,
Erykah Badu,
DNA,
F. McDonald,
Animal Collective,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
X-101,
Fluxion,
Newcleus,
The Mummies,
Eddi Front,
The American Breed,
Underground Resistance,
The Star Department,
Joe Smooth,
Silicon Teens,
Skarface,
The Slits,
Soul Sonic Force,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Josef K,
The Busters,
a-ha,
The Birthday Party,
Magazine,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Crash Course in Science,
Brand Nubian,
Marcia Griffiths,
Glenn Branca,
Patti Smith,
Curtis Mayfield,
Y Pants,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dead Boys,
Unrelated Segments,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cameo,
Slick Rick,
Von Mondo,
Hoover,
Soft Cell,
Tropical Tobacco,
48th St. Collective,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Banda Bassotti,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Inner City,
Au Pairs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lakeside,
Q and Not U,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fugs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Amazonics,
Heaven 17,
Stereo Dub,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.